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.
Friday, March 30, 2018
Better weather
Tues., February 4, 1936 - Cold, clear and blowing today. Goodlings, Earl, Verdelle Mae, and Herbert N. were the only ones at school. We got through at 1:30 and the kids went home. Mr. Nieman came at 3:00 for us.
Wed., February 5, 1936 - Everybody back in school today. Nice sunshiny day, but pretty cold. Howard came up to school tonite, so I got a ride home.
Thurs., February 6, 1936 - Have been feeling punk as the dickens this week. I'm getting rheumatism in my right hip again. We had hash for hot lunch.
I am not overly fond of cold weather, but there is something about a sunshiny, yet cold day in winter that is invigorating and refreshing. As proof, here's a photo of me this winter on a sunshiny day, cold enough that my hair and hat is frosted from my breath. I guess the hay stuck to my face has nothing to do with it, but it completes the look, don't you think?
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