Monday March 7 1938
Not so many times left to come down on bus- about 13– (too many at that)
Stan said I was in a good humor today. I thought I acted just as usual so it was probably his humor that was good.
Hoped my pattern would be here but no luck. So another evening fiddled away.
Connie Sue- Mr. & Mrs. Davis’ granddaughter here. Calle me down to see her. It’s a pity the way they are spoiling her. Thelma doesn’t like it but doesn’t say anything so as to preserve peace.