1946 (Saturday) – I’m 67 years old today, enough said. About eight a.m. Earl (Earl Sperry Lunt) and I went up to Bert’s (Charles Gilbert Lunt). Agnes (Agnes Coalter Golightly) is still in bed, though quite a bit better. I stayed with her while the children (Patricia Jean, Mary Elizabeth, Robert Gordon and Judith Ann Lunt), Earl and Bert, went to Ogden to do some shopping.
It was after one o’clock when Earl and I returned home. Lillian (Lillian Lunt) had made me a birthday cake. Dad (Alfred Oscar Lunt), Lillian and Earl gave me a nice black dress, two pieces, for my birthday. I received a lovely lot of cards, some hanky’s, stationary, guest towels, a lovely apron and cologne, toilet water and Della (Della Lunt) gave me something very pretty for my kitchen stove, salt, pepper, sugar and flour shakers. Towards evening, I took a pain in my right hip and could scarcely put my foot to the floor.