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.
Sunday, November 25, 2012
Same song, second verse
"January 4, 1995: -10 degrees this morning. Mick T. and Lila H. came this evening to audit the church books.
January 5, 1995: Still cold. Howard took me to Wilva's to have hair washed, etc.
January 6, 1995: Cold and windy -- no Pinochle Club today.
January 7, 1995: -10 degrees this morning.
January 8, 1995: Still cold."
In the last post I said I liked reading about the Huskers beating Miami. For this post, I will state unequivocally that I don't like reading about -10 degree temps. Brrr!
Appropriately, here's a photo of Grandpa with the bird bath and heater making sure the birds don't suffer when it's so cold. I wonder if it was good enough for -10 degrees . . .
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