Friday June 3rd 1932
Poor Mary cried herself to sleep she thinks Bernard Brooks and she have quit. I’ll bet Pauline cried to sleep too. Why did Bernard Brooks have to stuck get stuck on Doris. Mary or I neither slept much. Then got up at 6 to take Mr. Burtch to country. Mary brought me home around noon. Picked Bernard Brooks up. Slept all p.m. Took flowers and hanky to my butterfly sister (her birthday). Went down to Mary Burtch’s to get all my pink. Neva home for summer.