Journal, September 21, 1976 PM

Ed {Shiffer} gave me some genuine Reece's Peanut Butter Cups tonight. What a treat, it had been more than two years! I think they may have aroused my amoebas though, my stomach feels queasy.

<I spent more of my energy at work today in writing a 4-pager to Sofia than in anything else, except a practice basketball game.> I wrote to {sister} Mary & to Mom tonight (and now it’s tomorrow already). Boy, it’s hard to get anything done!

Now it sounds like a powerful, ornery storm’s a brewing. We’ve had no rain in 4-5 days so the farmers will welcome it.

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