Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

Feb. 27. (Tuesday) –; A dream –; ; Going to McKinley Ave. School (Salem) with Catherine & Arthur – (tho I was as I am now, I thought I was re-experiencing with them my own early days at this school) – It is the noon hour and we have come out to go home for lunch. I will show them a short cut from E. Green St. to High Street – We enter a dense woods, thru which wind several narrow roads, outlets for the homes of millionaires who have marred the former solitude of the woods – about midway we come to a bank sloping away from us, down which we caper joyously. It is covered with rich deep moss, which is broken by yellow-flowered jewellweed [sic]. At the end of it, our way is bared by a rocky glen with steep rocky walls over which is tumbling water, from melting snow. ; We retrace our way, trying to discover a passage to High St. We come upon a lane at last, that clearly leads to that street, over a bridge, but our way is barred by one of the rich house-owners and his man (who is tall and clad in a uniform-dark green). In spite of our entreaty, they force us to go back to Green St. I awoke then.; A.M. to Buffalo to Bank & Market.; P.M. By bus to Buffalo, to see “100 men & a girl.” Donations to men’s room, I encountered an elderly man, who as he washed up, started talking to me. He asked me if I had seen the show there, and when I replied I had just come in, he remarked that it was a fine picture, especially for the acting of Deanna Durbin. But his