February 14, 1954 - Seeing Carl Sandburg

After seing Carl Sandburg give a delightful program of his own stories, poems & Lincolniana - we drove out Ladue Road with the top down to take advantage of the unseasonable warm weather & perhaps the last time we would be able to enjoy the convertible top before our Country Squire arrived. The wind was strong but not cool. It came at me from the south in fitful bursts. I turned my head to receive it full face (head on) because I love to have the hair blow straight back from my face - it rumbled past my ears like prolonged thunder.