Diary Entry for 9/19/1998

Another summer day. Hazy at suppertime. Temperature up to 73°. Humid. Lyla took us for groceries and to dump. She and Merrill sat in car while I shopped. I sent Vern birthday card, $20 and letter to both. I can’t believe he is 62 already. Where have the years gone. He has always been such a wonderful son. We are so proud of our sons.