It was a clear and fine day and Mr. Lanham was up at 5:30 watering his newly set roses, but he was not feeling his best. “Have a touch of tonsilitis,” he wrote.
He visited Dr. Cox, who “brushed my throat out,” but he felt so bad later in the day he left work and lay around the house all afternoon with a low-grade fever. The pain was concentrated on one s…
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