HB Journal for Mar 15, 1939

Well it was a beautiful day today. That is, if you like waiting fifteen minutes for your breakfast & being that much late for work; if you like working till you can hardly stand up amid dust, dirt & noise of all descriptions; if you like cloudy, rainy, muddy, wet weather with little or no sun; if you like to sit around with the girl friend till all hours of the night, with a headache and being very sleepy. Yes it was a beautiful day.

All joking aside, it was. Everything went perfect, including choir practice & play afterwards. Now I look forward to a few hours sleep.