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, November 13, 2017
Back from my little break
Thurs., October 3, 1935 - Everybody in school. A lovely fall day.
Fri., October 4, 1935 - I walked to town tonite. Got a ride with Mrs. Wolfe 1 1/2 miles. Howard took me to Fred Jochens tonite. They were in bed when I got there.
Sat., October 5, 1935 - Dorothy and I did a lot of talking today. She showed me the things in her cedar chest.
I have been neglectful of Grandma's diary for no overly compelling reason other than Life has gotten in the way a bit. That, and Grandma hasn't given me much to work with as of late.
I researched cedar chests for a spell, but nothing earth-shakingly interesting popped up.
Here's a photo of my sweet doggie in a seductive pose. The little angel quilt on the back of the chair was made and gifted to me by Mom. Thanks, Mom.
My doggie, by the way, may have a bladder tumor. That's what I learned from Life today.
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