Nice bright cold winters day. Up 9 A.M. Helped father. Candled eggs etc. Went skating at Central Park with Wilbur Hayes. Fine time. Down town. Bowled 1 game at Y. Home. Down to Y to bowl with H.H., Hayes, Finch and Norris. 198-147. All to Proctors in SPIT. Good show. Fooled around. Home. To bed 12 P.M.
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I wonder what Stanford means by "SPIT"? Could it be a car? I tried to find it to no avail. Maybe later . . .
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