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.
Monday, September 10, 2012
Rather sobering events going on
"June 15, 1993: Helen and I took food to Dorothy Jo. Afterwards we Scrabbled. Dorothy Jo in hospital.
June 16, 1993: Had both fans and air conditioner on today. Our thermometer showed 95 degrees. Howard went with John and Helen to Warren Jacobsen's funeral.
June 17, 993: Permanent in a.m. Finally finished quilting Kyleah's quilt that Greta made. Rained.
Not to nitpick, but shouldn't the part about Dorothy Jo being in the hospital have come first? And if she is "in" the hospital, they probably wouldn't need to take food to her. I'm guessing she was already out and back home. Rather poor composition for a former English teacher, I must say!
I'm not in a foul mood, but it seems that that criticism is my only comment. Speaking of foul moods, I couldn't resist re-using this photo with Kyleah in it. Her expression never fails to make me laugh. Poor little thing with that mean big brother.
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