March 20, 1943

 Uncle Lester took me fishing today. It doesn't make up for the other day but I'll take it. I spent an hour trying to reel in a whale just to find out it was a minnow. 
Uncle Lester laughed and held up a fish the size of a log. How'd he get so good at fishing?

 When we were coming back I asked him about the old barn. He said it was too dangerous to play in. I guess I'll just be careful because I still wanna know what's in there.