Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

seemed in the full blush of first growth. A cool wind from the east.; When I went to resume my drive, I discovered the second flat. By noon I felt perhaps something was wrong with the axle or wheel, and thought I should head for a more traveled road. I pursued a devious route over several different dirt routes to R. 16—After I had gone north on it for some distance. I decided to look at the replacement tire & see if all was well. Air was coming out of it with a loud hissing noise. Fortunately I was near a service station & pulled over. We discovered one of the tires was ruined beyond repair, & the other required a blow-out patch. When all this was completed & I went to drive away, the right front wheel locked & refused to budge, even when the garage attendant raised the car & tried to turn it by hands.; When he confessed to his ignorance of brakes, I called the E. Aurora AAA garage & got them to give him directions over the phone. Eventually the wheel was released and I went on my way—now towards home—, with so little braking power, I had to play safe and creep along.; A mis-spent day that seems like a nightmare.June 22 (Sun.); A demonstration of a Wurlitzer Organ in church.; Afternoon & evening spent rather aimlessly.