Bright windy day. Took Nellie to Hardins Crossing. Father, Mother, Ruth, H.H. and I went huckleberrying on ridge road. Picked about 12 qts. Sorted berries. Played tennis. Read etc. To bed early. Thankful for good parents.
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I'm not sure why Nellie went to Hardins Crossing, but it was a crossroads in their town somewhere. She apparently got out of huckleberrying, though . . .
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