January 15, 1912
Working for Lake Shore Rail is really paying off! I just put in for free passes to ol’ Chicago. Ig and I are going to tear up that town. Ah! to be on my own without Mother looking over my shoulder (hope she never reads this!)
As for Uncle Ed’s new invention… he and Father were whispering in the parlor around sun up. It’s odd that he was even here on a Monday morning! Uncle Ed can be a real buttinski at times, but he’s a good egg. So why do I get a sinking feeling in my gut that this is somehow not so good for me?