Papa I and Rip worked on the outlet ditch till noon we made eight feet. Then we went swiming then came in and froze ice cream. In the afternoon Rip and I went fishing and swiming. Then went goosebearing.
Not too anything today. I've just got to the end of it and already I can't remember it. Feels textureless against my mind. Nothing sticks. Except this: Driving to work I got held up several minutes in a line of traffic on Ravenswood while a semi with a big red cab tried to get the angle right for backing into a loading dock. Just outside my window, the golf club factory was having a sidewalk sale, putters $5.00.