June 7, 1939 Wednesday
Yesterday was Karin's birthday. She was nineteen. The F.Y.P. baby is growing up (The Brat). I really can't understand myself as much as I try. Can get roaring mad at Karin but it disperses and there I am feeling all kind and swell toward all - Some time when I can take the time off I'm going to sit down and really puzzle me out. Marion, Helena, and Martha Kuelin and I played Tennis tonight on the Willow Brook Tennis Court ----- The dash indicates where Noa came in and asked me to go for a ride with her and Dick so I went, it was fun. Dick had the top down on his car. Well theres much to do and not much time to do it in so I must away.
P.S. Seems I'm forever going riding with girls and their boyfriends
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