Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

looked for a lunchroom but without avail. We wandered all over the Lake Shore Blvd, 140th st. So then we called on Dorothy & August. They were supposed to come & a little embarrassed because they were so “dirty” (he was painting, D. was washing).; Then we went to Euclid again, where we found a nice lunchroom. After siting we went then to Joe & Ruth’s.; Rain had commenced again, and after we had visited awhile, I suggested that I call for Joe in the car. And so it was arranged over the phone that he meet me in front of the Ohio Gas Co. on 6th, just north of Superior. Our timing was perfect, he was just coming along, as I did.—After our first greetings, he began talking about Jimmy & the trouble they had had (Jimmy is now in Boston, living with Ede Johnson and working at Sears.) As the evening developed we could sense that Jimmy was a great problem to them, and that now that he was gone, they were both freer and happier.; A gay Supper & evening—Louise arrived soon after we did bringing martinis—we talked of the old days to our hearts content. Louise told a tale about Ashtabula that I had never heard before. Someone had given them a dollar to spend. Instead of going to a candy store—they decided to go into the corner saloon which had always fascinated them. There were some ladies there “entertainers” in bizarre costumes. When the children entered the whole personnel were flabbergasted at first, then rose to the occasion. The “girls” put on a special show for the youngsters and then enjoyed it so much that they then had great difficulty getting them to go.; {Called up F.R. at 5:00.—he said the pictures were there & he was enthusiastic about them all—called home later—Mart said Art had been in bed with a cold—they said a telegram from F. had come “Pictures are here.