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| The Ford is my shepherd... Grandpa was a car guy for sure! |
No school, teachers convention.
Rainy but warm.
Took new pants and vest down town to be tailored.
Wrote a letter to Mr. Hargreve in aft. Wrote a parody on the 23 Psalm in favor of the Ford in answer to one True sent me. Am going to send it to the Co.
Author note: I'm guessing this last part means grandpa sent his parody to Ford Motor Cars. I found in 1917 there is a record of this 23 psalm Ford parody. Probably not grandpa's but still fun to read.
The Ford is my car;
I shall not want another.
It maketh me to lie down in wet places;
It soileth my soul;
It leadeth me into deep waters;
It leadeth me into paths of ridicule for its namesake;
It prepareth a breakdown for me in the presence of mine enemies.
Yea, though I run through the valleys, I am towed up the hill;
I fear great evil when it is with me.
Its rods and its engines discomfort me;
It annointeth my face with oil;
Its tank runneth over.
Surely to goodness if this thing follow me all the days of my life,
I shall dwell in the house of the insane forever.
Friday Oct 23.
Cloudy and threatening very warm in morning but colder in aft.
Stew, Walt & I monkeyed with foot ball this am signal practice "etc".
Arnold & I played kick goal in aft. Cliff came over & we three played a few games of H.L.J & Q
I wrote comp today. Sat around with mother & recalled old times most of evening. Pa had to work.
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