Where have you been all my lives?



Sept. 2 1947

Yesterday (Sun.) I cleaned the car and does it look neat. Everyone up here loves the car and would like to have it (smart people)

Ashton’s came over for awhile. She popped corn and went to bed early. Even tho it’s Labor Day it seems like any other day.

You lose all track of time up here. Went to beach & took our lunch. Winkie took me for a boat ride tonight.

Mr. Ashton showed his moves outside after dark. A beautiful night with the moon showing.

Write to me. I miss you.

Love Marge.


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