October 12, 1941, Sunday

A Beautiful Autumn morning. Wind is typical of Fall and is swirling the leaves around. I gathered some Zinnias and Marigolds for large Vase in my room. They are about the last of the Year, very pretty and crisp bright colors.

Mary cooked a young Broiler for our dinner. It was tender as a Quail and not much larger. We were both hungry.

This is Columbus Day, 449 years after he discovered America.

Dad and I landed at Gip 49 years ago. Cecil's Birthday had passed, he was 3 yrs old. How wild and desolate was the land. Abounding in tall Grass, weeds and Sunflowers. Not even a Dug-out home to burrow into.

Oh the years have been many and sorrows and suffering were great. But God's Grace was sufficient and carried me through them All. There were Joys too numerous to mention. My Sons and Daughters are all gone from home except two, Mary and Frank. They are scattered in far off lands. One is a Wanderer, never satisfied to remain long at one place. Grandchildren in 4 states. The Graves of 3 children and 1 grandchild at Gip, 1 here at Arapaho, another in Union, Miss. The Family History would fill Volumes of Writing.

Mary took me to Clinton. Got treat of Ice cream and spent a couple of hours at Del Rio. We returned about 5 P.M.