Sunday, January 20, 1929

I caught a cold at Helen’s the other night and it gets worse and worse. This morning I felt all stuffed up in spite of all the Vicks I used last night. I tasted Vicks all morning. I was late to Sunday School because I got up late. I didn’t stay to church but came home and wrote three themes which finished my autobiography. After lunch we went to the show. It was Gilda Gray in the “Devil Dancer.” Mom and Pop thought it was rotten but I thought it was average. When we got home the rest of the family went out to see Sleepy’s house but I stayed home. After they came back we went for a ride and got some strawberries. June had a lesson in bridge after dinner. We played until eight thirty.