Monday, August 8, 2011

Wednesday, August 8, 1928

I just washed my feet and I can’t do a thing with them - Helen and my pet joke. but yesterday I washed my hair and I can’t do anything with it. It’s a mess. This afternoon I went swimming. My two caps worked like a charm. I only got the edges of my hair wet. Between four and five there wasn’t a soul in the tank except myself so I practiced diving and for the first time in my life I attempted to do a tuck. I think with practice I might get it. There seemed to be an unusual crowd of people there this afternoon for no apparent reason.

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