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, September 10, 2018
First that, now this
Mon., January 4, 1937 - Warm & clear -- thawed a little. Howard helped a bunch open the road to town. They got within a mile of town & walked in from there. We read the papers since Friday's tonite.
Tues., January 5, 1937 - Raw east wind & cold. Had quite a time keeping the house warm. Baked the rest of the peppernuts tonite. The touch of sciatica that's been bothering me the last week or so seems to be leaving. Howard has massaged my feet for me the last several evenings.
Wed., January 6, 1937 - Snowed a little -- wind from northwest making drifts bigger than ever. Mike over this p.m. to pay lodge dues. Mom enclosed a letter from Ray & Uncle Jim in the letter I got from her yesterday. Ray is in Greenwood, Cal. Uncle Jim is working near Chicago. He went back to Pueblo for Xmas holidays. We played cards this evening. Mailman didn't go.
First Grandma is checking for Grandpa out in the snow, and now he's massaging her feet. How sweet is all of that?
I believe Greenwood, California is correct. Grandma's handwriting was pretty tiny, but there is (at least currently) no Greenwood, Colorado, so Cali it is, rightly or wrongly.
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