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.
Tuesday, September 5, 2017
Little bit of canning
Sat., August 10, 1935 - Alma came up this p.m. with the news that Hank Lautenbaughs have a baby boy and Mom should go there tomorrow morning. Howard and I went to Wayne tonite.
Sun., August 11, 1935 - Mom left on morning train. Howard came at 9:30 with roasting ears and Irene's typewriter. I typed school stuff this p.m. Howard here again rather late this evening.
Mon., August 12, 1935 - Baked bread and canned 6 qts. of pickled beets and 1 pint of tomatoes. Annie and Ola here tonite - brought us some apples, ripe cucumbers and a head of cabbage.
A few clicks and I see that the Lautenbaugh baby was named Dean and he lives or once lived in Bellevue. The Lautenbaugh family moved to Iowa at some point, but that's as far as I can get.
I did not think anyone ever canned just one pint of anything. Canning, in my memory, was always a big quantity endeavor. The things you learn . . . The photo is of Laplander learning there is a guinea behind her. Do know that nothing awful happened in the moments and minutes after I snapped the picture; everyone went peaceably on their way.
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