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.
Saturday, September 24, 2016
So sad
Fri., September 1, 1933 - Mother ironed and canned vegetables at Kochs' today. She got home about 2:30. I slept late this morning.
Sat., September 2, 1933 - I went to Wayne on the train this morning and up to Aunt Mildred's. Met Alma at the noon train. After dinner we went to the teachers' meeting at the courthouse. We stayed for supper (by Uncle Chris' invitation) and John took us to Winside about 8:30. Mom met me with the news that little Leeroy had been drowned in the tank this evening about 6:00.
Sun., September 3, 1933 - Ola, Annie, Uncle Hans and Aunt Lena were in this a.m. Mom made a little white blouse for Leeroy. Mr. Behmer was here early this p.m. to tell me they would be gone this evening. I asked him if I could have tomorrow off for the funeral. He came back this evening and said I could. Reuben Meierhenry was up here a few minutes. Howard took Mom and I out to Ola's tonite. Mom stayed all nite.
Such an awfully tragic thing to happen to a little boy and his family. But how special that just days before Grandma took some pictures of him and he asked her for that kiss. Special memories for all of them, I'm sure.
The article is from the September 4 printing of The Lincoln Star.
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