"December 16, 1990: Birthday dinner for Howard -- Tom, Merilyn, Nancy, Dane, Raymond, Marina, Irene and Greta here. In p.m. to Helen and John's for the gathering of the clan: Elmer, Myrtle, McKeowns, Dorothy Jo, Bob's, Johanna, Linda, Karen and those from here.
December 19, 1990: Busy Bees had Christmas dinner at Stop-Inn.
December 20, 1990: -2 degrees in morning -- windy. Wind chill -20 degrees or more!!"
There are two relatively little things I like about these entries; that Grandma called the family "the clan" and that she used two exclamation points in talking about the wind chill. I have no idea why I find both of those things smile-worthy.
Grandpa would have been 83 for this birthday, so Uncle Elmer would have been 93. Grandma doesn't say so exactly, but I am guessing the gathering at Aunt Helen's was for Uncle Elmer's birthday as well as a continuation of Grandpa's. It wasn't uncommon to have one cake for both gents at the bigger get-together. Grandpa was born in the 20th century and Uncle Elmer in the 19th. As world events go, in the year Grandpa was born, the RMS Lusitania made its maiden voyage from Liverpool to New York City. And unbelievably, in the year Uncle Elmer was born, the word "computer" was first used; at that time it meant an electronic calculation device. Nebraska had been a state for only 30 years.
The photo is of me in the snow (selected since Grandma was talking about the cold), and so was obviously not taken in 1990, but look at all that white stuff. I remember this particular storm but don't recall any storms of that magnitude since. The one drift was so high that you couldn't see the house across the street to the southwest. Well, I couldn't anyway. And even I could step over the clothesline in the backyard since the snow was so tall underneath it. Crazy stuff.
My grandmother died in 2005. She did not own a computer. I think she could have mastered some computer skills, but she had plenty of interests and activities and friends to keep her engaged in the world. She wrote things down, not fictional stories but events of her life, both past and present. After she died, I was given the honor of keeping some of her writings. I thought starting a blog with them might be fun. I hope readers will find it enjoyable. Thanks for stopping by.
The coat you are wearing in this picture is one that Grandma Anna made for you. I was always and still am amazed at how she could make clothes. I remember going to Norfolk and she would see a dress in a store window, get out her little notebook and make a sketch, go home and spread some newspapers out on the table and make a pattern. Amazing!
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