Jody the writer at 10 yrs old

"July 6, 1933.  We are at Rhinelander, Wisconsin and have a wonderful cabin in the woods, also a beach where we go swimming and a pier.  The rowboat is tied up to the pier.  I get to row Dad around while he fishes.  Sue isn’t allowed to row yet and doesn’t want to.  Corky is two and a pest.  There are mosquitos—when the sun goes down, on goes the oil of citronella, a smell you don’t ever forget.  Today is Sue’s birthday.  She got a big cake with an American flag on it and some presents—she didn’t like the flag and wishes she didn’t have a birthday right after the 4th of July, too much firecracker stuff!  We picked blueberries with Mom way up on a hill, that’s all for now, bye, Jody"