Mr. Boornazian lives across the way. Tommy has been in the Hartford Hospital, for an operation. He was very homesick, so, as his mother could not go, I trolleyed down to see him. I stood in the doorway of the children’s Ward, looking down the rows of beds to locate Tommy. But he saw me first. Off went the bed clothes and Tommy raced down the ward to see me. A nurse caught him, just before he reached me, and helping the nurse, we carried him back to bed. After which, Tommy and I had a good visit.
The caption above is from Reverend Yale's 1940 notes on the photo collection.