Sat. Feb. 22, 1941
This is Alice’s birthday. What a day. Edith & Alice went to Bolivar this morning and Alice got me two new skirts, one dusty Rose, the other an olive green. They’re nice.
Edith went to a stork shower for Ella Belle this aft. I stayed with kids all day. I’m tired. Lucile was up a few minutes. She’s had another letter from Wayne, very short and not so sweet. She thinks it’s about the last, that he’s got another girl. I don’t. She is disgusted because he signed it Wayne Baldwin.