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.
Wednesday, December 12, 2018
Visiting and chopping wood
Tues., March 9, 1937 - I baked bread and cinnamon rolls. Howard was gone this afternoon cutting wood at Hendricksons. Howard wanted to go to Holtgrews but I didn't because I didn't have a clean dress.
Wed., March 10, 1937 - Howard gone all day cutting wood. We went to Holtgrews tonite -- they weren't home so we went to Carl Troutmans. Played Pinochle -- home about 12:00.
Thus., March 11, 1937 - Howard cutting wood again today. I ironed most of the day. Crocheted while the irons were heating. The gas iron wouldn't work.
I find it fascinating that in these days, people just up and went visiting in the hopes that whoever they planned to see was home. I guess it meant you always had to have your house ready for company and perhaps always had something on hand for a little treat or snack. And coffee, maybe?
I'm glad Grandpa got to cut lots of wood. I hoped he enjoyed doing it in 1937 as he did much later in life.
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