Rain, the great equalizer – it gets the rich man just as wet as the poor one, if we get out in it together.
If it hadn’t rained today, I would have gone to S.A.[1] to be fitted for a pair of glasses. Now, I don’t know when I shall be able to go.
This is a transcription of personal notes written by my father, John Henry Horn. He was 22 years old at the time. These writings were recorded in a "Masterpiece Series Number 68 Composition Book." (See photos below.) The title of each posting is the date he wrote at the beginning of the entry. If you want to read chronologically, start with the oldest blog entry -- 1/7/34.
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