Saturday December 28th 1935
Got bus at Oakland and Summit at 7:15. Home in Marion about 9:00. Daddy at home. Mary and I cleaned the house I washed & ironed. After dinner Waltl, Daddy, Mary and I went to Forest via Upper Sandusky. Uncle Hen looked so alive. Poor Mary! Kept saying “I’m all alone.” Her life would make an interesting story. We kids shoveled walks (the snow had drifted so terribly)- had supper out there. Mary hadn’t eaten anything since Friday. Uncle Hen died of a heart attack about 8:00 Friday while separating milk- immediate death. Home about 9:00. Read- bed about 11:00. Daddy’s getting to be a night owl.