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My journal entry for Tuesday, July 30, 1968

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My journal entry for Tuesday, July 30, 1968

At the regular hour of 6:30, Mom called me from any pleasant dreams I might have been having.

While I was filling grease guns and doing other odd jobs before we left for the hay field, one heck of a cold wind came up from nowhere. I thought it was just a gust, so didn't take a jacket up north. I just about froze to death in my light sleeveless shirt.

I was mowing on the north end of the north meadow. One guard kept coming loose, and all I had to tighten it with was a pair of vice grips. However, this was about the extent of my troubles in the morning.

We came home for dinner, and I spent the noon hour loafing.

When we got back up north, I finished mowing one land and a stack yard. Then Dad laid out another land on the east side of the meadow. About that time, Mom brought out iced tea, so I partook and then swept hay for a while.

Dad later had a flat on the sweep. He and the girls (Nancy Jean included) took it to town. Doug did chores early, Lloyd scatter raked, and I kept on mowing until 7:00.

Doug's folks and the rest of his family came out for supper tonight. Tomorrow they are taking the baby, Dan, to Omaha to the doctor. They left about 10:45, so the rest of us got a later-than-usual start to bed.

We got up eleven stacks today, despite the hard wind that drove some crews out of the field.
 

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