The Granny Diaries and More

Saying good-bye...

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My Dad, the banker...

Magazine ad (or cover) for Ennis Business Forms catalog. Ennis, Texas, sometime in the 70's.

My Dad, the son...

Yes, I believe his outfit was pink. It is one of the old pictures that they actually paint the color on. I'm guessing someone thought he was a little girl!

My Dad, the brother...

With his little sister, Ann, who was born when he was 12 years old!

My Dad, the husband...

Mom and Dad on their wedding day, September 28, 1952.

Mom and Dad, sometime in the 70's

My Dad, the father...

My Dad and me...Easter, 1959

With my Dad...February, 1978

My Dad, the lover of animals...

With Lucky, the incredibly skinny kitten that I "rescued" from work and talked my parents into taking.

My Dad, the philanthropist...

Signing a proclamation of some kind...Campfire Girl days...Corsicana, Texas, sometime in the 60's

Citizen of the Year, 1971, Ennis, Texas

My Dad, Lyndsey's #1 Fan

Mom and Dad in their favorite spot. Brownwood, Texas, 2001. And if you wanted the best seat in the house, you had to beat my parents to the games!

My Dad, the grandfather...

Jeremy, age 6 weeks, first visit to see Grandpa at the bank, December, 1979

With Lyndsey, Summer of 1983

With Clint, my brother David's son, Fall of 1992 (I think).

My Dad, the GREAT-grandfather...

With Jeremy and Kristin's twins, Eric and Aden

With Lyndsey and James' son, Jud

Mom and Dad...the last picture I took of my Dad...

Mom and Dad at my house...September, 2010

My Dad went into the hospital on December 11th,
then to a nursing home on December 21st.

He died on January 20th.

There were several contributing factors...adult onset diabetes, uncontrollable blood pressure, dementia, and he was dangerously thin. His body was worn out, and he was tired. I would give anything in the world to bring him back, but not the way he was in the end. He wasn't in pain; he was just miserable. The night before he died, I spent several hours with him. Just the two of us. I told him how much I loved him. I told him that he was the BEST father ever. I told him how much fun he had been and how thankful I was to have had him as my Dad. I told him I would help take care of my Mom and his little dog, Buddy. I told him if he needed to go, that everything was going to be okay. That his job was done. And God was waiting for him. And that I would see him again. In Heaven. He never talked that night, but he seemed to relax. So, I went home in the wee hours for a little sleep.

I made it back to the nursing home the next morning just in time to tell him good-bye.
And that I would never forget him.

Because, it has been said that a person never really dies...unless they are forgotten.

You, my sweet Dad, will NEVER be forgotten.

Granny writes...June, 1926

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The month of June...doesn't wait for me anymore...because it comes and goes...and every day is a different day on the June calendar. But I don't mind it at all.        ~Aldo Kraas

Granny spends her last few days of summer "vacation" sewing and doing other typical teenager stuff! She misses Grandpa (Clint), but is very hopeful she will see him on the 4th of July. Paul is still an obstacle! I wish he would go on already! New guy, Leonard...doesn't have a snowball's chance!!

Tuesday, June 1, 1926
Dear Diary,
One year ago today I was beginning my career as a stenographer. I almost wish I had it to do over again.
We ironed this morning and Pauline and I worked on the quilt this afternoon and tonight. I have six rows all sewed together, that means half, and we want to finish the other half this week. Mother worked on my orchid slip today. It is good looking, too.
I got my letter but he hadn't heard about the ring yet. Honestly, I believe I wish we could get married in at least another year and I doubt if I can stand it that long. I am so afraid something will happen to cause me to lose him. Daddy left this morning.

Wednesday, June 2, 1926
Dear Diary,
I feel a thousand times better since I got Clint's letter today, but I knew I would. He said for me not to worry about the ring, that we would get another one soon. I am afraid for him to give me one and besides, I hate for him to spend so much money, so I am going to ask him not to give it to me right away. But isn't he a darling? I think he is a prince and I love him so much.
I worked on my quilt just a little bit today. Mother cut out some teds and a brassiere and made them for me. I will be fixed up after while.
I went to town tonight and Glenn Seamone tried to tell me I was married or that he thought I was. I'm not, but that isn't saying I wouldn't like to be.

Thursday, June 3, 1926
Dear Diary,
We made some blue teds today and I just finished them. Mother started to fix the hem of my new dress but gave it up in despair. She will try to finish it tomorrow.
I got letters from Clint, Lucile, and Reva Jane today. Lucile was blue and lonesome and Reva wanted me to come over. Clint was the same old dear that he has always been. I didn't find time to write to him until after supper. I went over to Border's with Lois, too, so I have been a busy woman. Pauline worked on the quilt nearly all day. At that rate, she will be finishing it instead of me. I don't care so much, just so it is done.

Friday, June 4, 1926
Dear Diary,
It is only nine o'clock, but the others are in bed and I am going soon. I am tired and sleepy. I haven't accomplished much in the way of sewing. Worked on my pink teds but ran out of lace and couldn't finish them.
Mother and the kids went to hunt gooseberries this afternoon. They didn't get many but they did bring home some strawberries.
My letter today was so good. I get crazier about Clint every day of the world.
I got a letter from Hope. It was a good one, too. She said they got a bonus, so maybe I will get mine soon. Here's hoping I do.

Saturday, June 5, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came home from town. Reva Jane came in about nine, then we walked around and went into Watson's. Wayne was there and sat and talked with us all the time we were there. I think he wanted to bring me home but I came with Laugheads instead. I just can't help feeling sort of an interest in him. I guess it is natural after having gone with him so long, but I know I don't love him and never did.
I got my usual letter but it was rather short. Ordered a negligee and slippers this afternoon and can hardly wait for them to come.
I went down to Lois's about eight o'clock. We danced for just a little while and sang some, too.

Sunday, June 6, 1926
Dear Diary,
Just finished a letter to Hope and Joy. I wrote to Lucile and Clinton this afternoon.
Went to Sunday School this morning. Wilma came by about two o'clock then she, Dot and I went to the train. Saw Reva Jane a few minutes. After that, Dot and I walked around and spent most of the evening at her house eating strawberry shortcake, etc. We went into Watson's and Anderson's both and I think I ate entirely too much. Anyway, I feel bum right now and feel like going to bed.
Clinton told me about a date he had and it made me feel awful. Wonder if he feels that way about mine? I suppose he does, though.

Monday, June 7, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been chasing around all afternoon and evening getting ready for Children's Day. It makes me tired to have to waste all my time doing it, but I didn't see any way of getting around it. I worked on my quilt a little bit but not nearly so much as I wanted to.
My letter from Clint was better today. He mentioned going to St. Louis and gave me a big thrill. I certainly hope we can go. Got a letter from Nola Mae this evening. I suppose she is on her way home now.
We washed this morning as usual.

Tuesday, June 8, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been working hard on our quilt all afternoon and evening. I have four more rows to sew on, I think. Boy, but I am anxious to get it finished.
My sweet man told about taking a girl home Sunday night and it gave me the funniest feeling. I just wanted to cry. I wonder if I am jealous? I don't think that is it, but I am afraid I will lose him. I believe I would die off if he didn't love me any more.
My negligee came today and I am wearing it now. I rather like it. Mother also got a picture from Stark Bro's. Mr. Hickerson told me to have it sent, before I left. Mom made me another pair of teds and a princess slip today.

Wednesday, June 9, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been working on the puzzle (quilt) again tonight. We just have two more rows to put on. I can hardly wait to finish it.
My letter today was short but sweet. He says he may have to go to Florida without seeing me and I wouldn't be at all surprised. I want to see him so badly now that I don't know what to do. I just wonder how long it will be before I see him again?
I wrote to Miss Slayton today and told her I was planning to report for work next Thursday. She will probably tell me not to come.
We practiced for the Children's Day program and got along fairly well for the first time.

Thursday, June 10, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came home from a strawberry social at the church. It would have been okay, but the cream was sour so I didn't enjoy my strawberries much. I did have a better time than I had expected to have.
My letter was short again today. He had a date again Tuesday night. I do believe he is forgetting his little girl in old Green City, and if he should, I believe it would break my poor heart.
I got a letter and photograph from Uncle Adam today. He has the funniest looking mustache and I don't like it either.
We worked on the quilt nearly all day and have one more row to put on. I stamped a dresser scarf today and Mother is making my dress-crab apple colored.

Friday, June 11, 1926
Dear Diary,
I finished it today and oh, but I am relieved and happy. Of course, I mean to quilt. I just ordered some embroidery floss for my dresser scarf.
I got the darlingest letter from him today and I loved it even though it was rather short.
We practiced this afternoon and got along fairly well. After that, Mother and I went to town. It has been so hot today it will surely rain or storm tonight.
I washed my hair after supper and have been visiting with Mother some since then. Got a letter from Wilma this morning.

Saturday, June 12, 1926
Dear Diary,
This is Sunday night but I forgot to write last night.
We worked hard all morning getting the cleaning done. After dinner, I got ready to go to practice but it commenced to storm so badly about three o'clock that I had to wait. We practiced a long time. I wore my new dress. I didn't get to write to Clint until after supper. I was just finishing his letter when Reva Jane came in and, well, that's the reason I forgot to write to you.
We went to town to mail the letter, also went to Watson's. When we came home we talked for a long time and I enjoyed our visit just heaps.

Sunday, June 13, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came home from church. A Dr. Walters lectured on "Ben Hur" and I thought it was wonderful.
Reva Jane and I slept rather late this a.m. Daddy came in before we had breakfast. We were late to S.S. and then came the program. The kids got out of line and everything, but it was cute anyway. After dinner we went down to Page's after Wilma and she and Reva Jane went home on the evening train, I mean to Kirksville. Imogene came in on that train and I have been with her since then.
I guess I am going to leave tomorrow. I can't realize that it is to be so soon. I didn't get my letter today for Helen was too late. I wanted it, too.

Monday, June 14, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am in Kirksville and having a keen time. Reva Jane and Wilma are entertaining me and we are to sleep together.
I hated to leave home and Mother didn't want me to come today either, but I had promised that I would. I don't know just when I am going on to Quincy but I am anxious to see good old Lennice. I am ashamed of myself for not having written sooner.
Daddy brought me over this afternoon and I think I shall stay until tomorrow afternoon.
I got two good letters from Clint today and one from Nola Mae. I wrote to Clint this afternoon while the girls studied. We ate supper at James' tonight.

Tuesday, June 15, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am at Quincy and having a keen time. Lennice didn't get my card and consequently didn't meet me, but she seemed glad to see me again and I was glad to see her, too.
I visited school this morning with Reva Jane, Wilma and Okie. Also wrote my letter. Marguerite, Okie, Reva Jane and Wilma all came to the train with me. I hated to leave them for I don't know when I shall see them again.
Lennice wanted me to have a date tonight with Harvey's brother, Rome, so of course I did. We went to the Star and saw "The Volga Boatman".   It was great. I am to go on to LA tomorrow and I suppose I shall be there when I write you again. Lennice is ready for bed, so goodnight.

Wednesday, June 16, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am back again and I was really glad to be here although I have enjoyed my vacation. It was storming terribly when I woke up this morning and it is storming now. It just frightens me so, and I jump every second or two. Boy, its close if I ever saw anything that was. I went to Cornelius's first thing this a.m. I forgot to tell you that Mrs. Cornelius died Monday noon. I felt so sorry for them. Then I went up to the College. Saw Ed the first thing. Lennice and I took dinner at Smith's and then did some shopping. Ernie took me to the train and it was late in getting here. The girls seemed glad to see me and I have been pressing clothes for the last two hours. Also finished my letter to Nola Mae and wrote to the folks.

Thursday, June 17, 1926
Dear Diary,
I was really glad to be at work again this morning. I had to take some dictation from Hickerson right off the bat and he gave me a lot of it, too. I didn't get it all out today and am afraid I will have trouble with it tomorrow. Mr. Hickerson and Miss Slayton said they were glad to see me. Jenny Lou almost ate me alive and Paul told me he was glad I came back.
I got two dear letters today from my dearly beloved. He wants me to come to Florida if he goes and sees that we can make ends meet and if we can, I almost believe I will go. I know one thing, life isn't worth living without him and that's that. Alta and I went to town to the band concert tonight.
Mr. Hickerson game me a raise. I am getting $65 a month now, or $2.50 a day.

Friday, June 18, 1926
Dear Diary,
I finished my dictation today but was slow with it. Nina said that I would have to try George Bast soon and they say he goes like lightening but he wants a private secretary so here's my chance.
My letter was rather short but I loved it just the same. I have wanted to see Clint more tonight than ever. I just felt as if I couldn't live without him another day. Alta and I went to the show and maybe that made me want him more. It was "The Woman on the Jury". Since the show, we have been cutting up and just a few minutes ago, Alta started to crying and couldn't stop. I guess she is hysterical. It nearly frightened us to death. She is sleeping up here tonight but I think she will be all right now.

Saturday, June 19, 1926
Dear Diary,
I awoke feeling happy this morning but I knew it couldn't last. Clint said that he had accepted that position in Florida and will probably have to go down without seeing me. I felt as if my very heart would break. I don't believe I can stand it much longer. I will just have to go down there, that's all.
I took dictation from Miss Slayton this morning. She went so slow that it wasn't at all hard. Ross came today and met Alta and me at town. We went riding nearly all afternoon. They are out together now and how I wish for Clint. I started to work on my dresser scarf tonight. There is so much work on it that I know it will take ages.

Sunday, June 20, 1926
Dear Diary,
This has been the longest, lonesomest day I think I ever spent and I have wanted Clint and home. Dean and I went to church this morning - at the Baptist. I went there tonight with Elsie, for lack of better company. It is awful for me to say that for she is good hearted as can be, but that's the way I feel. They had a wonderful musical program at the Baptist church tonight. Paul sang. I think he would have brought me home if he had had the chance.
My letter this morning gave me a ray of hope and I am hanging on to that for dear life. I just must see him before be goes to Florida. I wrote eight letters today. Clint's, home, Reva Jane and Willie, Lennice, Imogene, Uncle Adam, Lucile, and Dot. Didn't I do well?

Monday, June 21, 1926
Dear Diary,
I went to the show tonight with Paul. It was at the Grand Duchess and the Waiter. I laughed a lot and Paul says that is why he enjoys going with me - because I make it seem funnier to him. He was nice as could be and didn't even try to kiss me. I respect him all the more for being that way.
I worked rather hard today. Took dictation from Mr. Hickerson again this afternoon.  He was nice to me, too.
My Clint said that perhaps he could come to see me next Saturday if he should have to leave soon. Oh, he must come or my poor little heart will break. Sometimes I wonder if he really wants to come. I know if he felt as I do, he would have to come, that's all.

Tuesday, June 22, 1926
Dear Diary,
Nothing very important happened today. I took dictation from Mr. Adams but didn't have any trouble with it.
I got my usual letter and one from home this morning. Pauline was very sarcastic about her barrette, so I got it ready to send to her tonight.
Irene went to town with me after supper and I got my hair cut. Since then we have been in Alta's room, I mean downstairs.
I shortened my printed crepe dress tonight. I am praying that Clinton can come for the fourth, but I am such a wicked little girl that I don't see how my prayers could be answered.

Wednesday, June 23, 1926
Dear Diary,
It is after eleven o'clock and my bed time. Alta, Dean and I have been embroidering all evening and maybe you think I'm not tired. I wonder if our sweet men will appreciate all those stitches? I got a darling letter from mine today and he says that he is going to Florida but that he is planning to see me before he goes. Here's hoping he does, for I can't stand it much longer.
Leonard Pounds asked me for a date today and is about to set me crazy. I told him that I didn't want any dates but he doesn't seem to want to take no for an answer.
Maybe Clint's mother will come with him. In some ways, I wish she would. Then again, I would dread it.

Thursday, June 24, 1926
Dear Diary,
It is after eleven o'clock again. Alta and I have been sitting out on the front porch talking about our plans for the future and everything. I am so thrilled I don't know what to do and here's hoping that I may see Clinton soon.
We went to town about nine to mail some letters. John Mayfield picked us up and took us riding, then into Bankheads. He is the craziest thing I ever saw.
Leonard Pounds called me tonight and insisted that I give him a date. I'll be nutty if he doesn't let me alone.
Clinton didn't say anything about coming in his letter today, but I have hopes that he will come for the fourth.
I took a lot of dictation from Mr. Hickerson today.

Friday, June 25, 1926
Dear Diary,
Alta, Irene and I just came home from the show. It was a double header and I liked them both pretty well. Shirley Mason in "Curly Top" and Claire Windsor in "For Sale". We went to Bankheads after work. Thats the way the money goes.
I got so tired at the office today and I am certainly glad that tomorrow is Saturday. What if Clint were coming tomorrow? Wouldn't I be thrilled to a polka dot? He said this morning that he was planning to come the fourth. I get so thrilled just thinking about him, I don't know what to do with myself.

Saturday, June 26, 1926
Dear Diary,
Alta and I have been discussing our plans for next week. Just think, I wonder where we will be next Saturday night.
Clinton said he couldn't come to St. Louis until Sunday but I will be happy to be with him then.
We had a keen old time last night. Didn't get to sleep till after twelve. I went to town just after dinner and I'll be darned if I didn't go in to Michaels and buy a dress for $15.00. I should be shot for doing a trick like that. I also got some white hose. Now I am in debt again.
I got a letter from home and one from Willie today. Gee-oh, when I think of next week I get so thrilled, I feel absolutely weak. If anything happens to keep us from going, I think I'll just about die off.

Sunday, June 27, 1926
Dear Diary,
It is rather early but we are going to bed so we will get some good rest. Alta and I went walking after supper and then we went into Bankheads. I got a malted milk and a sandwich so now I feel like a stuffed toad.
My special was good this morning and I just love him to death. I can hardly wait till next Sunday. Oh, diary, it is awful. Letter from Imogene.
I went to S.S. this morning, then wrote letters to Clint, home, Nola Mae and Wilma. I slept a while this afternoon.

Monday, June 28, 1926
Dear Diary,
The whole of the Hillcrest gang went to the tent show tonight. Kell's Comedians in "Detouring Wives". It was good, all except the rotten jokes. I hate them. I took dictation in the front office today from Capt. Moore. I am getting to be "some" steno. I mean I could be if I would.
I am counting the days, hours and almost minutes until I shall see Clint. I am just almost wild for the time to come. I could love him to death if he were only here. I guess he is glad he isn't here.

Tuesday, June 29, 1926
Dear Diary,
It is so warm tonight that I am about to cook. I wish it would get cooler before this weekend. I have a notion to sleep out on the porch swing tonight.
Alta, Fredda, Nina and I just came back from the Bunte. Alta and I went down to mail our letters, met the other girls and went with them.
I took dictation from Mr. Adams and Mr. Hickerson today. Mr. Hickerson informed me that I was good looking, rather that I "am". I didn't get all of his dictation out.
I got my daily letter, one from Reva Jane, Hope and Lucile. Just a few more days and I will have a chance at happiness, I hope. I never was so anxious to see anyone before in all my life.

Wednesday, June 30, 1926
Dear Diary,
Three more nights and I will be with my sweet man - maybe. We don't have to work at all on Saturday or Monday either. Isn't that luck for you?
I had a heck of a time with dictation today. Had to take it from Mr. Howell and from Homer Reed and they were both awful.
Leonard just called and wanted to know if he could have a date tomorrow night. Said he couldn't understand why I didn't want to go - good night. I'm going to tell him to go to and stay put next time.
Got a letter from Lennice this morning. She wants me to come up for the fourth.

I love the Texas Rangers!!!

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Just a quick "break" from blogging to say:

I LOVE THE TEXAS RANGERS...Nellie Cruz, Josh Hamilton, Michael Young, Elvis Andrus, David Murphy, and the ENTIRE team are just AWESOME this year!!!! Woo Hoo!!!!!!

Granny writes...May, 1926

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"The world's favorite season is the spring. All things seem possible in May."
Granny was afraid of being laid off, but just the opposite happened. She was asked to stay with Stark Brothers, even though it wasn't really where she wanted to be. I laugh at some of the expressions and words she uses: "puffed up", "white iris", "keen", "darlingest", "big head", "thrills and heart throbs", "hot stuff". I've decided she really was a character--for instance, she lost her engagement ring, and refers to herself as "the most heartsick girl that ever lived" ... however, she goes on to say "I did manage to buy a new dress and hat, both rose colored, but I wasn't interested in them" ... she was so clever and witty.

Saturday, May 1, 1926
Dear Diary,
I was so "pre cited" today. I had the funniest feeling this morning, as if I were to be laid off. About ten o'clock Mr. Hickerson sent for me. He wanted to know what I planned to do this summer, and if they could count on me next Fall and Winter should they keep me this summer. I said I didn't intend to get married soon, if that was what he meant. He said that everyone liked my work, etc, and got me all puffed up. I am to get a vacation in June and one in August. I hate to think of having to live in this place a whole year, but I guess I can stand it.
I got the darlingest letter this morning. I wish I could see him.
Paul Reller asked me for a date for Monday night but I haven't any intentions of going. Mr. Tom called me "White Iris" when I met him.
,
Sunday, May 2, 1926
Dear Diary,
This has been the longest day, but I have rather enjoyed it. I got my letter about eight o'clock, and it was keen too. Lucile, Alta and I went to the Christian Sunday School. I answered my letter after S.S. Then after dinner Alta, Evelyn and I took a short walk and gathered some flowers.
Lucile, Hope, Joy, Elsie and I started to take a long hike but it commenced to rain so we didn't stay long. Had a good time at that though.
I just came home from Church, we took Jenny Lou home. The lights went out while we were there.

Monday, May 3, 1926
Dear Diary,
Lucile, Joy and I just came back from town. We went down to see the excursion boat and then we went in to Bankheads. I got three letters this morning. Clint's, Lennice and Dot. Tonight I got a letter from home. The folks were glad I am to stay, but then I suppose I am glad, too.
I wrote to Clint, Rose, and Wilma at the office today. Isn't that awful?
Where will I be this time next month, or this time next year? I wonder.

Tuesday, May 4, 1926
Dear Diary,
I went to the Circle meeting tonight and enjoyed it fairly well. I don't think I shall join it though.
I am so sleepy I can hardly see to write. I got a good letter from my sweet man. I have been so homesick for him today, moreso than usual. I only wrote one personal letter at the office. I am doing well, don't you think!
I got a curling iron, $2.60, for Pauline's birthday and wrapped it ready for mailing. I hope she will like it for it represents two days of hard labor, or part of two days.
Sent to Brown's Drug Store at Quincy for some medicine, too.

Wednesday, May 5, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have had a pressing bee tonight. I pressed everything I had in my possession, almost. I got my laundry bag this evening, my clothes are all as fresh and clean and Mother sent me some candy, too. I certainly appreciate it a lot.
I got a keen letter from Clint this morning. I have been so homesick for him and home today I didn't know what to say or do. I got a letter from Reva Jane this evening and she has so many nice things planned for us, but the trouble is I'm not going to be there. I got my invitation to the Alumni, too. I am good and tired tonight.

Thursday, May 6, 1926
Dear Diary,
I did a dumb trick tonight. Went to the barber shop with Fredda and two boys asked to bring us home. I didn't see any harm so I went. Of course, they had to go riding. A fellow named John Zuck, or something like that, wanted to kiss me and I almost knocked him cold, literally speaking. At any rate, he didn't do it. I can't bear the thought of anyone kissing me besides the one I love best.
I got his letter as usual and answered it. Got a letter from Nola Mae tonight. She is coming about the seventeenth or eighteenth. Oh boy, won't I be happy? I can hardly wait.

Friday, May 7, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been working on my quilt tonight. Isn't that shocking? I do want to get it finished. I have been so homesick today, I don't think I can stand it here much longer. Lucile thinks she will have to leave next week and Joy quits at the office tomorrow. It will be so lonesome when all the girls leave.
I wrote to Clint and Nola Mae at the office today. Aren't I awful? I mean to write at the office.

Saturday, May 8, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came home from town. Didn't buy much, but still the money is gone. Lucy and I went into Bankheads.
I got the darlingest letter from my sweet man this morning, and wrote to him at the office. Also wrote a letter to Mother, and didn't do a darn thing but come off and leave both of them at the office. I was so disgusted with myself I didn't know what to do. Herman Davidson was out in his car and he took us back after them. He certainly saved my life.
Idelle, Annette, and Joy were laid off this evening. If it doesn't rain, we are going to Clinton Hill to cook our breakfast in the morning.

Sunday, May 9, 1926
Dear Diary,
I did it again tonight. Paul Reller brought me home from church. What will my Clint think or shall I tell him? I am to go to the show with him tomorrow night. Some more scandal. He wanted to kiss me and I told him I wouldn't go to the show with him if he did, and I meant it, too.
We had a lovely time this morning. Cooked bacon, weiners and coffee and walked all over the hill.
I hurried back to get my letter and it was a sweet one, too. Being with Paul made me want Clint all the more.
Elsie and I went to church this morning and I wrote to Clint and Lennice this afternoon.

Monday, May 10, 1926
Dear Diary,
I liked the show very much and Paul was as nice as he could be. I don't think he will ask me for another date and I hope he doesn't.
I got my letter as usual and answered it at the office. Also wrote to the folks and lost them on the bus, but recovered them.
Got a letter from Pauline and Helen tonight. Polly was so pleased with her curling iron and the folks did go to Bethel.
We have been talking and cutting up and I am afraid we won't get to bed very early.

Tuesday, May 11, 1926
Dear Diary,
I was a good little girl tonight. We had a real party in the parlor, danced, and Evelyn played and we sang. I think everyone felt good and we certainly had lots of fun.
I wrote to my sweet man and told him about my date. I wonder what he will think about it. I dread to hear. Got a letter from Imogene this evening but I don't think I shall be in a hurry about answering it.
Had intended to get a haircut but we were having too good a time. I just couldn't leave.

Wednesday, May 12, 1926
Dear Diary,
I had intended to work on my crossword puzzle tonight but haven't done it yet. Got my hair cut tonight and took a bath. I am tired and sleepy now and really should go to bed.
I got my sweet letter and one from Nola Mae. She is coming next Tuesday. Just think--not a week to wait, but I wish it were sooner. I'm so glad she is coming I don't know what to do. Clint still wants me to come down for the barbeque and if I don't wish I could go, then I never wished anything. Oh boy! I have wanted to see him so much today. Why can't we be together? Such is life.

Thursday, May 13, 1926
Dear Diary,
I got two of the bestest letters this morning. One was from home and you may guess about the other. I answered them both at the office. Didn't work very hard today but am rather tired and sleepy.
Alta and I made out an order for material for teds and a negligee tonight. Then she, Nina, Lucile and I went to town to mail some letters. We went in to Bankheads and haven't been home long. I worked on my quilt and want to work some more before I go to bed.
Catherine was laid off today and is leaving in the morning. Silently, one-by-one --when will my turn come? I wonder.

Friday, May 14, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been working on my quilt again - pieced four blocks. Maybe I will get it done some day, but I have my doubts.
I got a darling letter from Clint and one from Reva Jane this morning. I wrote to Clint, Gladys and Uncle Adam at the office. Won't the latter two be surprised? I wonder if they will answer them. I haven't written to Gladys since last May.
Tonight is Commencement at home. Boy, I wish I could be there. Every time I work on my quilt (our quilt), I think more than ever of my sweet man, if that is possible.
We don't have to work tomorrow afternoon and I am certainly glad of it.

Saturday, May 15, 1926
Dear Diary,
Worked on my quilt again today and when I get through writing to you, I am going to work some more. Getting Saturday afternoon off is a wonderful sensation - I like it. Lucy and I went to town after dinner and I tried to get me a new hat but I have the big head, I guess. I couldn't find very many that fit me, and none that I liked well enough to buy. I do want one though. Johnny Mayfield brought us home in the car. Oh boy, what would his Ruthie say?
Of course I got my sweet letter. Why ask? He wanted to know if I would meet him in St. Louis for the fourth. Oh boy, will I? I hope to and I want to. Got a letter from Lennice this evening. Washed my hair before I went to town. Two more nights. Then Nola Mae.

Sunday, May 16, 1926
Dear Diary,
This has been a long day but I have enjoyed it so much. My letter started the day off right for me.
I went to Sunday School at the Methodist church, and got so disgusted I don't think I shall ever want to go back.
I answered Clint's letter after S.S. and after dinner I just laid around trying to sleep.
All the other girls up here have dates tonight. We are out of luck, I guess, but no, I don't call it that. I have my own sweet man to think about. We went to Baccaulaureate services but there was such a crowd we didn't stay. Went to Bankheads for ice cream and stuff. I'm tired and sleepy and wanna go to bed.

Monday, May 17, 1926
Dear Diary,
I did it again - went to the show with Paul Reller. It was Lon Chaney in "The Phantom of the Opera". Gee, it was awful. Paul tried to kiss me again tonight but I wouldn't let him, and what is more, I don't intend to let him now or ever. Clint probably won't like it very well but he won't say anything about it.
I wrote to him at the office. Also to Reva Jane and Lennice. Just think...tomorrow night Nola Mae will be here and glad? I can hardly wait, I am so anxious to see her.
We went up to Bankheads after the show so it it rather late now.

Tuesday, May 18, 1926
Dear Diary,
Nola Mae is here and I am so happy. We have been having lots of fun, and it is bedtime now. I wish she could stay here all the time.
I didn't work very hard today, but I am rather tired. Wrote to Clint but didn't tell him about my date last night. I don't know why I didn't, but I felt as if it would be best. I wonder if I am doing wrong? Here's hoping I'm not. Paul Reller sent me a flower and note today. Thrills and heart throbs. The kids have been kidding me about him and Clint, but I don't mind.

Wednesday, May 19, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am so tired tonight and wish I were in bed asleep. I am afraid we won't get to sleep as much as I want to for Nola likes to talk too well.
I got the darlingest letter from Clint this morning. It was rather long and sweet as can be. Also got a letter from Rose.
I had a good time at the office today. Talked to Mr. Hickerson and I am to leave on my vacation May 29 and come back for work on June 17. Mr. Tom talked to me at noon. Also Paul Reller.
Lucile, Nola and I went to the park and down to Bankheads after supper. Good night, ol' dear.

Thursday, May 20, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been having a good time tonight. We played and sang for awhile. Then Lucy, Nola Mae, Hope, Irene, Alta, Elsie and I went to town and also took a walk.
Nola went out to the office with me today and we had a good old talk. I enjoyed it so much. I got a sweet letter from a sweet man, and tried to answer it, but my answer wasn't so good. I heard a lot of things that Miss Efficiency said about me and one of them was that my work was as neat and nice as I. Oh boy! Thrills and heart throbs.
Alta and I think we are going to St. Louis about the 4th of July to meet our sweet men. Hot dog! Here's hoping.

Friday, May 21, 1926
Dear Diary,
Nola Mae is downstairs telling the girls about her trip to Europe and I was afraid I wouldn't have time to write you if I didn't slip off now. I have heard it all before anyway. She is leaving about four o'clock in the morning and I know I shall miss her.
She took me to a doctor this evening and he said I didn't need to worry about my condition. I am glad I don't.
Clint told me that he made the Civil Service Exam - made 88 and ranked fourth. I am so very proud of my sweet boy and happy about it, too.
Paul gave Lucy and me a flower and some candy at noon. Shortly after dinner, Mr. Hickerson called for me to take some dictation, and boy! I liked it. I got it all and it wasn't hard to transcribe either. I could write more but I lack time and space.

Saturday, May 22, 1926
Dear Diary,
Lucy and I just came home from town. Paul Reller met us and took us to Bunte. We had already been to Bankheads and I am about stuffed.
We got a terrible shock at noon when we came home. We found that Ruth Dawson was married this a.m. to Gentry McGruder. You could have knocked us over with a feather.
I cleaned out the dresser drawers and packed part of my things. Also washed some clothes, but didn't get to work on my quilt.
Nola Mae left on the ten-thirty train, but I didn't stay at home to see her off.
Mr. and Mrs. Baxter are gone tonight but we aren't afraid at all. Clint said he didn't know when he could see me now for he won't get a vacation. Darn.

Sunday, May 23, 1926
Dear Diary,
This has been a long day but I have rather enjoyed. it. My special came before I had finished breakfast. Alta and I have been planning our trip to St. Louis. Hot stuff. Seven of us went to S.S. this morning. Then I wrote to Clint and after dinner, I wrote to Lennice and the folks. Got a letter from Joy this morning.
Lucile and I started to church tonight, but backed out before we got there. We did go to Bankheads though. There are lots of drunks in town tonight and it is rather scary.
Last night Ruth came home after I had written to you. She looked so happy and I bet she felt that way, too. Wait till our day comes.

Monday, May 24, 1926
Dear Diary,
I had another date tonight and he was so nice. Didn't try to get at all familiar and I enjoy going with him when he is that way. The show was Douglas Fairbanks in "Don Q". We went to Bankheads after the show and my head is splitting now. Boy, it does hurt. And hot? I'm about to melt.
I got three letters this morning-one from home, one from Reva Jane, and the best one of all - my Clint's. I wrote an application and a letter to Mr. V. G. besides the one to my sweet man. A few more days and I will be home. Hot stuff.

Tuesday, May 25, 1926
Dear Diary,
We went to watch the boat excursion leave tonight and I almost wish I were going or gone, I should say. I am so tired and this room is like a bake oven. I don't believe we can stand it up here this summer.
I got a letter from home tonight and Daddy is thinking of coming down after me. I hope he doesn't for that will spoil my chances of going to Quincy. We are to get off all day Saturday so I can leave Friday night or early Saturday morning. Won't that be great?
I took dictation from Hick today and he went like lightening, almost. I didn't get it all out and I am afraid I won't be able to read the rest of it tomorrow. Clint's letter was rather short and snappy today.

Wednesday, May 26, 1926
Dear Diary,
It is rather late and I haven't accomplished much tonight either. I washed my hair right after work, then had it cut. Finished a letter to Nola Mae and went with Irene and Lucile out to Cordles. When we came back we were hungry so Irene and I went to town after some ice cream cones. I got out the rest of my dictation this morning and took some this afternoon from Miss Slayton. It wasn't half bad.
Paul sent me a rose this morning. Thrills. Got my letter, and the chances of seeing my sweet man aren't so good as they might be. I got a darling letter from Nola Mae too. She is anxious for me to come to Chicago to work. Two more nights and then - oh boy!

Thursday, May 27, 1926
Dear Diary,
Hope, Irene, Lucy and I went to the show tonight. It was sad and, of course, I cried - Claire Windsor in "The Denial".
Lucy is to be laid off tomorrow. Then we are leaving for Quincy about four o'clock Saturday morning-if nothing happens. Then I will get to see dear old Lennice and I hope to have a good talk with her while I am there. And I am thrilled to a polka dot at the thought of going home.
I took some more dictation from Miss Slayton this morning.
My sweet man wants me to come down. I wish I could go, but I don't care what I do, just so I can see him.
Lucile wanted to walk to the station tomorrow and she is on a rampant. I am on one, too. It makes me darn tired.

Friday, May 28, 1926
Dear Diary,
This has been the awfullest day. It started wrong by my receiving a card from Daddy, saying he would come after me. That knocked all my plans to pieces and made me almost sick. I have the blues so badly. Lucile and Irene are getting ready to go to Quincy in the morning and I can't go with them. That just kills me, almost.
I took dictation from Glenn Thomas today and got along fine.
Paul wanted to see me before I left, so he came out a while and took Lucy and me to the ice cream parlor.
While I was gone I had a long distance call. They said it was from home, so I put in a call for there, but they weren't calling at all. It just worries me to death. We went through the packing house at noon. I dread tomorrow - getting up at three o'clock.

Saturday, May 29, 1926
Dear Diary,
Another awful day. We got up early this morning and went to the station with Irene and Lucile. After that, we went to a fire, then I went home and went to bed at five. About seven, I heard Mrs. Baxter calling me to the telephone. It was Daddy. He said for me to go on to Quincy and he would meet me there. I did go and hadn't been there long when I missed my ring. I haven't found it yet, and I hardly hope to. Oh, Diary, I am the most heartsick girl that ever lived, on a day when I should have been happy.
I did manage to buy a new dress and hat - both rose color, but I wasn't interested in them.
Daddy and I started home but it got to looking so stormy that we decided to stay all night here, in Edina. We are at the Victor house. I wrote to Clint and told him about the ring. Had two letters from him and love him more than ever.

Sunday, May 30, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am home and glad of it, too. We left Edina about eight this morning and got here before eleven. Everything looked so nice and clean. Mother had a lovely dinner but I wasn't at all hungry. Shortly after dinner, Wilma called and wanted me to come to the train to see her. She was leaving for Kirksville. I went past for Dorothea and then we saw Wilma for a few minutes.
Wayne called tonight and wanted a date, but "nothin doin'". I wonder what he thinks I am anyway.
Daddy and I went to church but Mother didn't go because it was raining. I wrote to Clinton just before supper, and after too. I wish he were here.

Monday, May 31, 1926
Dear Diary,
Mother, Polly and I have been working on "our" crossword puzzle. It is over half done and I want to get it finished before I go back to Louisiana.
I helped with the washing this morning and it was a big one, too. I got my letter this afternoon and wrote to him, too. I wonder what he thinks of his little girl and her ability to lose things. I really wonder.
Paul (brother) took us car riding tonight and he is a keen little driver, too. Then we went up to see Lois and her Mother, but Lois wasn't at home. I have so much sewing to be done that I am anxious to get busy.
I went to the train this morning and saw Reva Jane for a few minutes. She is coming over next Sunday.

Granny writes...April, 1926

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"April, April, laugh thy girlish laughter. Then, the moment after, weep thy girlish tears".
Not a lot going on in April of 1926...Clint's older sister, Winnie, wants to see Marie...wants to know what size she is...wants her to go to Louisville (KY) with her. I don't know what the reference to "white iris" is about. Granny received her diploma from Gem City Business College. She is tiring of Louisiana, MO, and misses Clint. Still.

Thursday, April 1, 1926
Dear Diary,
I got a marcel tonight but don't like it very well. He was in too much of a hurry.
I sent the note to P.R. this morning. He said that he understood the conditions and that he still wanted it (a date) but I decided not to go. I just couldn't bring myself to hurt Clinton that way, for I know that if he were at all like me, it would hurt him and it won't hurt Paul's feelings, I am sure.
I got a dear letter from Clint this morning. He isn't working yet and I am afraid he is worrying about it. I do wish he could work, for then we would be together sooner.
I was April fooled once. Letter from Nola Mae tonight.

Friday, April 2, 1926
Dear Diary,
The mail didn't come this morning but when I came home from work I had a letter and an Easter box from my sweet Daddy. The candy is so nice and he is a perfect dear. I wrote to him after supper and mailed my Easter greetings.
Hope, Bessie and I went to town tonight. I bought stationery, cold cream, powder and soap. Nearly spent all my money. Today was payday. My check was $22.57. I wish it was just twice that much. I need a new dress so badly but am not getting it very fast.
I am tired, so goodnight.

Saturday, April 3, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am ready for bed and feel like going there, too. Lucile and I went to town after supper. I sent Clint a special delivery letter, the first one I ever sent him.
I got a letter from him after work but didn't have any other mail. Rose has been having dental work done and she is having a time. She got some lovely carnations from Clark for Easter. It doesn't seem like Easter at all. I should be getting ready to hunt Easter eggs in the morning.
Lois was laid off today. She is staying with Pearl tonight. I feel so sorry for her.

Sunday, April 4, 1926
Dear Diary,
Easter is almost over. It has been a long, lonesome day, but I have had a fairly good time. I got my special this morning just before I finished breakfast. Also got a letter from Imogene.
I went to the Baptist Church this morning and again tonight. Paul Reller was there and Hope bet me a dime he would ask to bring me home. Of course I won it.
I wrote to Clint, home, Nola Mae and Lennice today. After dinner I went walking with the third floor gang. We took a lot of pictures.

Monday, April 5, 1926
Dear Diary,
I worked tonight. It is raining and cold and I should be killed for working. I got a good bawling out from Clint today about working at night, getting marcels, and I was also commanded not to get a boyish bob. Boy, the lecture I got was marvelous. It made me angry at first, then it gave me the blues. Now I don't blame him.
My coat came today, now that Easter is over. It is such a light color but I like it. It will have to be shortened before I can wear it.

Tuesday, April 6, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been fooling around all evening. Alta went with me to take my coat to a dress maker to get it shortened.
Mrs. Holliday wrote a letter to Mr. V. G. today telling him of my ability. Perhaps I shall get my diploma soon. Alta, Lucile and I are talking of going to St. Louis when we are laid off here. I wonder if we will.
I got a letter from Clint and Dot this morning and one from home tonight. Paul wrote me the cleverest letter. I wrote to the folks after summer.
Clint's letter today made me as happy as the one yesterday made me angry and sad.

Wednesday, April 7, 1926
Dear Diary,
Another evening almost wasted. I shortened my orange dress and pressed some of my clothes. This has been another rainy old day, the kind I don't care so much for.
I got a wonderful letter from Clinton this morning. He was talking about our children and he was so sensible and thoughtful about it. What he said made me love him all the more. He said that if anything should happen to keep us from having any, he didn't care, he loved me anyway. Diary, it is wonderful to have someone to love you.
I got another letter from home tonight and an Easter box. It came rather late but I enjoyed it. I was surprised at getting another letter so soon. Mother, Daddy, Pauline and Helen wrote this time.

Thursday, April 8, 1926
Dear Diary,
Lucile and I have been studying shorthand this evening. When I get started I just love to study it. Rose and I went to the dress makers after our coats. Rose is planning to go home Monday.
I got a darling letter from Clint this morning. He said he was so sorry he had hurt my feelings the other day and that he wouldn't have said those things for anything if he had known they would hurt me. He said to work nights if I wanted to, to get all the marcels I want, and if I got a boyish bob that he would adore it. Isn't he a perfect darling? And tonight I got a whole letter full of Flapper Fanny's sayings.

Friday, April 9, 1926
Dear Diary,
I went to the show for a change tonight. It wasn't as much of a change either for it was Granstark and I saw it at Quincy with my sweet man.
At noon today I started to go walking with Lucile and Rose and turned my ankle. Boy, it did hurt and it still hurts.
I got a letter today from my sweet Daddy, as usual and after work I got a letter from Nola Mae and Reva Jane.
I didn't write to Clint until after work. I wonder how many days I will be here.

Saturday, April 10, 1926
Dear Diary,
I did it tonight. Lucile and I went to town and I bought some new slippers and hose. $7.50 for the slippers and $2.00 for the hose. Aren't I awful? I know I should be killed.
I got a letter from Clint as usual and one from Lennice and Aunt Nora this morning. Wrote to Clint again after work. He is about to take a position in a bank there. I am anxious to hear what he is going to do.

Sunday, April 11, 1926
Dear Diary,
It has been raining all this blessed day. I didn't go to Sunday School or church this morning but I did go to church tonight. Paul sang in the choir and he asked me how I was. Isn't that lovely - sublime?
I got my special this morning and he is going to take the bank position at seventy five a month. I am glad he has decided on something but I am afraid he won't like it there.
I wrote to him, Nola Mae, Dorothy, Imogene, Aunt Nora, and Lennice today. I did quite well but I did want to write to the folks and to Reva Jane. Didn't have time for that.
Tomorrow will be Rose's last day here, or rather, she is leaving in the morning. She is with Clark now. Poor girl, I sympathize with her and him, too, for that matter!

Monday, April 12, 1926
Dear Diary,
Lucile, Elsie and I have been studying shorthand. I wrote a letter to the folks, too, and played on the piano a little bit. You could never guess who called me for a date tonight. It was Addison McDonald, "risky" in other words. I said "no". Boy, he is good looking and all that most girls could ask for but he isn't Clint.
I got my daily newspaper. It was rather short again but I liked it.

Tuesday, April 13, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just got back from work. I worked downstairs in the traffic department tonight. Don't like it very well.
My letter from Clint was short for he was in a big hurry. I wrote to him at the office and sent him one of my pictures.
Got a letter from Daddy this morning. He said Mother was sick in bed. He thought she had the flu. I hope she is better.
I got my diploma from Gem City tonight. Thrills and heart throbs. I really am very proud of it. Wish Clint would have one, too.

Wednesday, April 14, 1926
Dear Diary,
I washed my hair tonight and got it cut. Frosty Cordle cut it for me. Now three of them have cut it.
I got my usual letter and again, it was written in a hurry, but I liked it anyway. He said he didn't know when he would have a vacation, but that Winnie would like to see me. Rather clever idea, but I'm afraid it won't work. I would be too bashful to go down there.

Thursday, April 15, 1926
Dear Diary,
I worked again tonight in the traffic department. I am tired enough to drop off.
I got my letter this morning but didn't have a chance to answer it until after work this afternoon. I have certainly worked hard all day.
Paul Reller worked tonight and I talked to him quite a bit, oh, not so much either but for a while he didn't pay much attention to me, after I had refused him a date.
I got a letter from home tonight. Mother is better but she couldn't talk above a whisper. Helen, Pauline and Daddy wrote. Mother wrote a few lines.

Friday, April 16, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have written three letters tonight, one to my sweet man, one to my folks, and one to Reva Jane.
Gee, but I worked hard today and I don't mean if. I am so tired. This has been a beautiful day, the kind that makes me homesick.
Jenny Lou said that Paul asked her how their "white iris" was and that he thought he would have to tell me that I was as sweet as dripping honey. Doesn't that sound romantic? But he didn't.

Saturday, April 17, 1926
Dear Diary,
I feel like the last rose of summer tonight. My head aches and my side aches. I have such a cold I can hardly see straight.
Today was pay day. My check was only $18.73. Lucile and I went to town tonight. I didn't buy anything but stamps and stationery. We went into Bankheads.
I got four letters today, I mean this morning - Clint, Rose, Nola Mae and Lennice. I got one from Wilma tonight, so I have a lot to answer.
Clint said his folks wanted to know how large I was and he said I was just a good armful. Doesn't he need killing?

Sunday, April 18, 1926
Dear Diary,
This has been a rather short day. When I went down to breakfast this morning, my special was lying on my plate. It did give me a big thrill and boy, it was a good letter. It made me want to be with him so much. Seven of us went to S.S. at the Christian Church. After S.S. I wrote to my sweet daddy. After dinner, I helped with the dishes. Lucile, Joy and I did. Mrs. Baxter was gone. I wrote to Nola Mae, the folks, and Lennice this afternoon.
We started to church at the Presbyterian but there was such a crowd there, we couldn't get in. I did a family washing after I came home.

Monday, April 19, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came home from work. What will my sweet daddy say now? I guess he won't care, but I didn't really feel like working and I am dreadfully tired now.
I didn't hear from home at all today and I have been so worried about Mother and Paul. I wish they would write. I answered my letter at the office this morning.
Nothing exciting has happened today but then nothing ever does.

Tuesday, April 20, 1926
Dear Diary,
Hope, Joy, Catherine and I went to the show tonight - "Daddies". It was the cutest darn thing I have seen for a long time.
And boy, I got the darlingest letter this morning from my sweet man. Winnie wants me to take a trip with her to Louisville, Kentucky. Don't I wish I could go! I'll say! I also got a letter from home. Mother is better and I am so glad.
Mrs. Baxter cut a rayon dress for me tonight. It is pink and I am to trim it in gray.
Tomorrow is Jenny Lou's birthday and we are all giving her a gift. Lucile and I are giving an atomizer.

Wednesday, April 21, 1926
Dear Diary,
I got three letters this morning, from my man, Pauline and Helen, and Lennice. Pauline has the mumps now.
I wrote to Clint at the office, a great big long letter, but I didn't get it mailed till late tonight. I wrote to the folks after supper. Lucile, Hope and I went to town to mail them and got us some ice cream at Bankheads. I mean Parkers. Goodness, what is the matter with me? I can't write right. I guess I'm too tired.

Thursday, April 22, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been writing letters this evening. Wrote to Wilma, Lennice, and Aunt Nora. I got four letters this morning - Clint, Nola Mae, Reva Jane, and Aunt Nora.
It has been raining all day but I didn't mind it. Lucile and I went to town tonight to mail my letter to Clint. We also got some pictures we had finished. I sent Lennice two of them and will send Nola, Reva, the folks and Clint some, too.
I am getting tired of this sort of life and am about ready to move on. But where? I guess I am homesick.

Friday, April 23, 1926
Dear Diary,
I had promised to work tonight but just after supper we had the most awful storm so no one went except Nina. We may get fired but I should worry.
I wrote to Nola Mae, Reva Jane and the folks tonight. Wrote to Clint at the office today. From the way it looks now, I don't know when I shall see him. Maybe never. I get so homesick for him I don't know which way to look.
I am so sleepy. I hope everyone will be quiet so I can go to sleep.

Saturday, April 24, 1926
Dear Diary,
My side has been hurting so much today, I could hardly see straight and it hurts yet. I wrote to Clint after work and added a few lines to my letter to the folks. I also washed my hair and took a bath. Mother will probably bawl me out if she finds it out.
Clint said he didn't know when he would see me and I have had the blues all day. It is so awful to have to be so far away from the one you love.
I got a pleasant surprise this evening - Reva Jane's picture. I am so proud of it.

Sunday, April 25, 1926,
Dear Diary,
Lucile, Catherine, Joy and I just came home from the Baptist Church. We also took Jenny Lou home.
I went to S.S. this morning at the Methodist Church and liked it better than the other time. I got my dear letter before I went, and also got one from home. See what the dear boy did for me, he caused me to get two letters today.
This afternoon Joy and I went to call on Cordles. We had a lovely time, so much better than I had expected. We went down to mail our letters after that and got some ice cream at Bankheads.

Monday, April 26, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just got back from work and an exciting trip to town with Fredda and Clay Agee. We went to the Bunny and got some things to eat. Had a very thrilling time.
Mr. Pinkerton told me this evening that he was going to see that I got some shorthand dictation.
I got my letter this morning. It was a sweet one, too. I answered it and wrote to the folks at the office.

Tuesday, April 27, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been working on my dress this evening. Also washed a few clothes. Lucile and Fredda are working and I'm glad I'm not. I am so sleepy.
I got letters from Nola Mae, Dot, and Clint this morning. Nola and Dot are both coming to see me when school is out if I am still here. But I don't think there is much danger of my being here then. Dot won first in the music contest at Kirksville, and got a scholarship to the Normal. Isn't that great?

Wednesday, April 28, 1926
Dear Diary,
I worked tonight and also did something very wicked, or I suppose it was, under the circumstances. Paul Reller brought me home from the bus. Now what will my sweet daddy think of his little girl? Will he ever forgive me? But I really was good for I am going to keep myself good and pure for Clinton's sake. If I thought this would hurt my love for him or his for me, I would always be sorry.
I got a letter from him as usual, also one from Reva Jane. They were both good. I answered Clint's at the office.
Mr. Tom Stark came upstairs just on purpose to see who the "white iris" was today and he told Jenny Lou that she should have been a poet. Isn't that shocking?

Thursday, April 29, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been at home this evening and have been a very good little girl. I finished my dress and that is about all.
I wrote to Clint this morning and told him about my date. Wonder what he will say. I know that I love him more than I could ever love anyone, but will he think so?
I got his letter, one from home, and one from Reva. I wrote to Dot and Reva Jane this afternoon.
Paul sent me a Hershey bar this afternoon. Thrills and heart throbs.
Yesterday was Daddy's birthday and I forgot it until the folks mentioned it. I sent him a card this evening. Better late than never.

Friday, April 30, 1926
Dear Diary,
I worked again tonight but nothing exciting happened. Lucile and Fredda, I mean Nina and Freddy and I went to the P.O. after we got back.
I hardly think I shall be here much longer. I may be fired tomorrow. You never can tell. I don't want to go for a few weeks, at least one.
I wrote to Clint, Nola Mae, and home today at the office. Aren't I awful? I got a letter this evening from Wilma.
It is late and I must go to bed. So long.

Good food, great company, old friends...

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It has been such a nice weekend. Lyndsey and Jud came in on Saturday because we (Lyndsey and I, along with 6 others) hosted a bridal shower for Kristen, one of Lyndsey's oldest and dearest friends, who is getting married in October. Jud got to go stay with his Aunt Kristin and cousins Aden and Eric during the shower. Later in the evening, there was a lingerie shower for Kristen, which Lyndsey and I also attended. Jud got to stay with his PaPa Smith and Tina for a couple of hours while we went to it.

Today has been the laziest of days...ordered pizza in, took naps, watched a Ranger baseball game, and enjoyed a nice amount of rain. Doesn't get much better.

Events like these are bittersweet to me -- on one hand, I am so happy and proud to see these, my favorite girls, falling in love, getting married, having babies -- but on the other hand, I would like to turn the clock back to when they were just little girls. And, well, big girls, too! I'm talking about the boy crazy, slumber party, wrapping houses, telephone calling, summer camp attending, clothes borrowing, note writing, hurting each other's feelings, learning to drive, prom dress shopping, cheerleading, lifeguarding, going off to college kind of days.

I miss them.

I didn't take as many pictures as I would have liked, but as I'm sure you all know, its hard when the event is at your house. So, here are a couple...

Beautiful Kristen...she will be a gorgeous bride...

The hostesses with Kristen (minus Randi)...

Kristen with her mom, Mary, and little sister, Ashley...

The beautiful flowers...

Good company...

And I can never resist taking my Lyndsey's picture...

The End.

Conversation with twins...

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About cars..........

Last week when I the kept the twins for a few days, we had several conversations. I hadn't kept them for a full day since the end of school, so we had lots to catch up on. Refresher courses, if you will. Their vocabulary is unbelievable, and they actually talk in sentences now...so cute!

We had the following conversation one afternoon while in the front yard. It was pretty priceless!

Me: Boys, remember to never get close to the street, okay?

Them: (nodding heads up and down)

Me: Do ya'll know why?

Aden: Cars can hurt you.

Eric: Its dangerous.

Me: How can cars hurt you?

Aden: (banging his forearms together)...they run over you.

Eric: Yeah, dangerous.

Me: And what happens if a car runs over you?

Aden: Hurt you bad.

Eric: The (making the sound of an ambulance) will come get you.

Me: What else?

Aden: Make GiGi (thats me) cry.

Eric: Make Mamma and Daddy cry.

Aden: Make PaPa cry.

Eric: And Nana.

Aden: Poppy cry?

Me: Yes, Poppy would cry.

Eric: And MiMi and PaPa?

Me: Yes, MiMi and PaPa, too. Who else?

Aden: Pappy cry.

Me: What about Lyndsey and James?

Aden: "Wens" and James cry?

Me: Yes, they would. Everyone will cry if you get in the street and if a car runs over you. We will all be sad for a long time if that happens. Cars and trucks are very, very dangerous, so don't EVER get close to the street. Okay?

Them: (nodding heads up and down)

Me: You guys look at me. Don't ever get close to the street. Okay?

Aden: Okay

Eric: Okay

Me: Promise?

Them: Promise.

I don't believe you can over-educate kids about dangerous things. Life is precious, and bad things can happen in the blink of an eye.

The end.

Granny Writes.................March, 1926

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March finds Marie basically doing more of the same. Clint does come see her (well, they meet in Quincy) and she is so glad to see him. She frets because she gets the pages in her Diary out of order...and when I say "out of order" ... I'm talking SERIOUSLY out of order. But I figured it all out!  Towards the end of the month, along comes some fellow named Paul Reller, and I'm not liking him very well at this point...just saying!

Monday, March 1, 1926
Dear Diary,
Hope, Joy, Lucile, Kathryn and I just came home from the show. It was swell. Thomas Meighan in "Irish Luck".
I got a dear letter this morning but I am worried for his father is sick. I can hardly wait until I hear from him again. He says we will go to Quincy when he comes.

Tuesday, March 2, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came from work. Lucile, Joy and I were the only ones from the third floor. I got my letter from Clint and one from Nola Mae. I wish he would come next Sunday.
I wrote a letter to him this afternoon and one to Reva Jane tonight. Aren't I awful? I started one to Aunt Nora but didn't get it finished.
I am tired and sleepy so good night.

Wednesday, March 3, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been writing letters, letters, letters. I wrote to Clint and Lennice at the office this afternoon and tonight I finished my letter to Aunt Nora and wrote to Nola Mae and home. This morning I got a letter from my Abie, home and Mae Crane. I was so shocked at the letter.
Oh, but I am angry. I just noticed what I have done. I wrote in the wrong place and got this all twisted up. Now I will have to go back.
Anyway, this is the third and is Clint's birthday. Also Grandmother's and Hope's. I wish Clint would come this weekend. Rose has a date.

Thursday, March 4, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been fooling around all evening, doing a little of nothing. I have had the blues today. Got a letter from Clint and he said they took his father to the hospital. I hope he gets better soon. I don't know when Clint will come. I am beginning to think he isn't coming at all.
I have had two compliments today. Hope said that Mrs. Amy told Mr. Hickerson that I was fine, to be a new girl. Lois told me that a boy, a friend of Ricky's, was crazy about me and wanted a date with me. Nothin' stirrin' though.

Saturday, March 6, 1926
Dear Diary,
See how crazy I was. I skipped some pages as you can well see.
I have been fooling around all evening. Wrote a letter to Clint since I came home from work.
I thought I was going to be laid off today, but I wasn't. Daddy?Croft was better but Clint can't come until he gets well. I wish he could.
I got a dear letter from Lennice this morning, a great big long one!

Sunday, March 7, 1926
Dear Diary,
I went to church with Hope, Joy, Kathryn and Lois. Got my special delivery letter this morning and it was a good one. I answered it and wrote to Lennice.
Irene came home this afternoon. I was glad to see her again. I haven't done anything this afternoon but fool around. Had two chances for dates. Tommy Maderino and John Turner, but nothin' doin'. They are both keen though. I wish Clint would be here next Sunday. I am so homesick for him I don't know what to do.
Lois has a date with a fast one and I wish she would hurry home. It has been cold and disagreeable day.

Monday, March 8, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been fooling around all afternoon. I mean evening.   I got my letter this morning and maybe he will be here this weekend. Oh, I hope so.
I worked hard today and answered my letter after supper. Nina, Lucile, and I went to town to mail it and bought some candy. I am tired and sleepy, so good night--pleasant dreams.

Tuesday, March 9, 1926
Dear Diary,
I got my share of letters today. One from my dearest one, one from Reva Jane, and Imogene. I got those this morning and this afternoon I got letters from Nola Mae and Dot. What do you know - if the weather is good and Daddy?Croft gets better, I am going to see my darlin' boy this week. It would make me so happy but I am so afraid it will rain or something will happen.
This has been an ideal day and Rose, Irene, Lucile, Kathryn, Elsie and I walked home from the Nursery.
I had a phone call tonight. Forrest and another boy want dates with me and some girl up here. I'll take him two and leave myself out. Wrote to Reva Jane and Nola Mae.

Wednesday, March 10, 1926
Dear Diary,
It has been raining this whole day and I have worried myself almost sick. I am almost sure that Clint can't come and I want him -- oh, so much.
I got up early this morning and Irene, Rose and I fixed the lunches.
I got three letters this morning. One from my Clint, one from home, and one from Aunt Nora. Today I have written to Gene, home, Clint, Aunt Nora and Dot. Did pretty well.
Lucile, Lois and Joy are working tonight.
Irene and I went uptown after supper to mail some letters and get some oranges.

Thursday, March 11, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came home from the beauty parlor. Got a marcel and they say it looks keen. I hope Clint likes it if he gets to come.
It hasn't rained today, but has been cloudy all the time. If only Clint will come. I got a letter from my Clint and one from Lennice. He said he was leaving on Friday and would get here Saturday sometime.
I wrote to Lennice and told her I might see her before long. I hope that I can. This has been the longest day.

Friday, March 12, 1926
Dear Diary,
I almost forgot to write you tonight and I hope I am not here tomorrow night to do it. This has been a cloudy, snowy day. I got a letter from Clint this morning and he said that he was leaving for here Friday and would either get here tonight or tomorrow. I didn't look for him tonight, but oh, boy! - just wait.
I went to the show tonight and was thoroughly disgusted with it. I was sorry I went and lost my glove to top it all off. I am all out of sorts about it. The show was "Born Rich" and "The Last Man on Earth".
Oh, I can hardly wait for Clint to come.

Saturday, March 13, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am back in Quincy and boy, I am happy. Clint came about two o'clock and called me. I was so excited I could hardly work.
After work I went right home and got ready to come up here. The roads were terrible but I enjoyed the trip anyway. Look who I was with. I was so glad to see Lennice and Miss Meyer, too. Lennice wants me to hurry so this is all for now.

Sunday, March 14, 1926
Dear Diary,
It is now 3:30 a.m. and I am on the train bound for Louisiana. Gee, I hate to go back to that work.
This has been a most wonderful day and I love my Clint more than ever.
He came by this morning to take Lennice and me to S.S. He had Fred Baldwin with him and we decided to chase around a little. We finally went to church. After church we took Lennice home, then went riding on the hard road to Urse. It snowed most of the day. When we got back, we took dinner at the Washington. I then called on Mrs. Cornelius. Clint, Ivan and Ed soon came by and I went riding with them. We fixed up a date for Ivan and Lennice and went to the show. It was "The Song & Dance Man". After the show we drove to Hannibal and there I left them. I am so sleepy and will be dead at work.

Monday, March 15, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am going to bed early tonight and bear down on some much needed sleep. I went to bed after I got home this morning, but of course I didn't sleep much. I could hardly work today. I was so sleepy and thought of my Clint so much.
When I got home I thought I might have a letter, but no such luck. However, I hadn't been here long when I got a "special" and Gee-oh! It was great. And I don't mean maybe.
I had quite an experience with the brakeman and taxi this morning.
I want to take a bath, so farewell. Letters from Nola Mae and Dot.

Tuesday, March 16, 1926
Dear Diary,
I feel much better today but I still need some sleep. I just finished a letter to Nola Mae and should write to Dot.
I got a keen surprise this evening...a box of candy...St. Patrick's reminder from the dearest boy that ever was. I went to town with Lucile after work and when I got home, there was a special deliver letter. Isn't he too wonderful for words? But he should be saving his money a little more. It will be a long time before our wedding day at that.
Lucile is working tonight and Irene is getting a marcel.
I have thought about Clint and my good time all day. I wish I could have it over again.

Wednesday, March 17, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am lonesome, tired, and sleepy. I didn't get my letter today. I guess Clint is on his way home.
I worked so hard today, harder than I have since the first few days I was here. Just four weeks ago tonight I arrived in this place. It seems like lots longer than that.
I didn't get a sign of a letter today. I wonder what the trouble is with all my folks. I wrote to Clint after supper. I only hope he gets on O.K. and that he and his mother can come back Easter.

Thursday, March 18, 1926
Dear Diary,
I worked tonight and just got home. I really didn't work very hard but I am tired.
I have been so worried. I didn't even get a letter today and I am afraid something has happened to my Clint. Oh, but I wanted a letter so very much.
I got a letter from home this evening. This has been an ideal day and I have been so homesick and lonesome.

Friday, March 19, 1926
Dear Diary,
It is early but I am planning to go to bed soon. I have been tired and good for nothing all day.
I got a letter from Clint this morning. He got home all right but didn't stop to write a letter.
I mailed my laundry home and wrote a letter to Clint today. It is raining now. Rose has a date, Irene is working, and Lucile is reading. I have the blues and that's that.

Saturday, March 20, 1926
Went to town tonight with the third floor gang, all except Lois and Catherine. I can't help but think where I was last Saturday night and wish I could be back there.
I got the most wonderful letter from the most wonderful boy. It was six pages long, and just swell.
I am tired and wanna go to bed. There is a train excursion to Quincy tomorrow and some of Hillcrest is going. I wish I were going, but I was just there last week and I can't afford the trip anyway. I need some new clothes more than anything else.

Sunday, March 21, 1926
Dear Diary,
This has been the most lonesome dreary day I was put through although it was the first pretty Sunday we have had for ages. I was so afraid I wouldn't get my letter and I wanted it so very much. It did come about seven o'clock and gee-oh, I was happy!
I didn't even go to S.S. or church today. Irene and Joy went to Quincy. Hope, Lucile and I went walking to the park and cemetery. The views from there were wonderful.
I wrote a letter to Clint and Lennice this a.m. and one to the folks tonight.

Monday, March 22, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just finished talking to Forrest. He accused me of being married. They will be shocked when I finally do get married, I suppose.
I worked hard today and am good and tired. I got a letter from Lennice and Nola Mae this morning and one from my sweet papa tonight. I just love him and his letters and just everything. I wish I could see him.
I wrote to him today and to Lennice and Nola Mae tonight.

Tuesday, March 23, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came home from work and am tired and sleepy. Lucile is in the bathroom and we can't get in. It makes me peeved.
I got a letter from my dear one this morning.   He had a date Sunday night and woe unto him. But I know he was good and I will forgive him.
I got a letter from Wilma this evening and wrote an order for my coat, a grey one, from the National. It cost $19.98, all I can afford.
Clint sent me a Flapper Fanny saying this morning - this was it: A bungalow is a place where the wife bungles her first years' cooking and the husband owes. Pretty good, don't you think?

Wednesday, March 24, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been writing letters tonight. Wrote to Mother, Aunt Nora and Wilma. I got my laundry back today, also some candy. Aren't they sweet?
I am tired and sleepy. I may have to work tonight, oh, I mean tomorrow night.
I got letters from Aunt Nora and Clint this morning. He said he didn't think they would come back Easter because they would have such a short time to stay. I wonder when I shall see him again. I am homesick already.

Thursday, March 25, 1926
Dear Diary,
Just got home from work and am rather tired. I considered myself lucky today - got four letters - Clint, home, Reva Jane, and Dot.
Nothing exciting has happened today. Irene has a date with Herman Davidson. That would be rather exciting.
Mother told me I needed a new dress and to get one for Easter. She said if I couldn't afford it, she would help me out.

Friday, March 26, 1926
Dear Diary,
I worked again tonight and am tired and sleepy. Boy, if working nights helps out on your paycheck, I should be rich soon - but no such luck.
I got a sweet letter from the dear boy this morning and wrote to him at work.
Hope told me today that Amy thought I was a good stenographer. Isn't that shocking? But I know I'm not a good one. I make more than a few mistakes.
I'm glad tomorrow will be Saturday, I am.

Saturday, March 27, 1927
Dear Diary,
I went to town tonight with Lucile and Irene.   Bought a Cutex set, stamps and Easter greetings for Clint, Mom, and Nola Mae.
I got a darling letter from Clint this morning but didn't have time to answer it at the office. I answered it just before supper and finished it afterward. I got a sweet letter from Nola Mae after work.
Gee-oh, I am sleepy, so good-night.

Sunday, March 28, 1926
Dear Diary,
This has been a long, lonesome day and I don't mean if. I got my special this morning just after breakfast and answered it right away. Also wrote to the folks, Nola Mae, Reva Jane, and Dot.
I went to the Christian Church to Sunday School with Elsie, Nina, Lucile, and Irene. Nina, Alta, Lucile and I just came home from town. We went to mail some letters and got something to eat.
Last night we made resolutions not to say catty things about people. If we can't say good things we are to say nothing at all. That will be great, if we can just carry it out.
Boy, I have wanted my Clint today. Just two weeks ago I was with him.

Monday, March 29, 1926
Dear Diary,
I worked tonight and what do you know - Paul Reller acted as if he liked me a little bit. He talked to me a whole lot, and girl, it was rather thrilling.
I got a dear letter from Clint and one from home today. Didn't get to answer it until after work.
Lucile wants me to tell her about Paul so I must go to bed.

Tuesday, March 30, 1926
Dear Diary,
Like a silly little dunce, I worked again tonight. The ground is covered with snow and it is still snowing some. I should be whipped for working again.
I met Paul this morning and he spoke so big. Then this afternoon Jennie Lou told me he had been trying to find out my name. Just before work time ended, she brought me a note from him. He said that he had heard from very dependable sources that the germ of love had entered my life and wanted to know if another germ could exterminate it. I don't know exactly what to tell him. I know what Clint would want me to say, but still, I would like to know just how far Paul would carry this. If he would ask me for a date. Isn't life shocking?

Wednesday, March 31, 1926
Dear Diary,
This crazy nut worked again tonight, but I don't feel as tired as I did Monday night.
Paul asked me for a date for the show tomorrow night. I wrote him a note and told him just how things are with Clint and me. If he still wants me to go with him, knowing that I love someone else, I might go. I wrote to Clint this afternoon and told him about it. I wish I hadn't told him about it until afterward. I know how I would feel if he were to do me that way and I am so undecided as to what I should do. Would it make my love for Clint any less? I know it couldn't, but he doesn't know it.

The Cat Years, a "must read" for parents!

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I'm taking a break from doing some major organizing...or in my case, making things worse because I have stuff ALL over my house. I found another article that I clipped and kept years ago...probably around 1997-1998. Hope you enjoy!

The Cat Years

from

San Francisco Chronicle

Adair Lara

I just realized that while children are dogs - loyal and affectionate - teenagers are cats. Its so easy to be a dog owner. You feed it, train it, boss it around. It puts its head on your knee and gazes at you as if you were a Rembrandt painting. It bounds indoors with enthusiasm when you call it.

Then, around age 13, your adoring little puppy turns into a big old cat. When you tell it to come inside, it looks amazed, as if wondering who died and made you emperor. Instead of dogging your footsteps, it disappears. You won't see it again until it gets hungry - then it pauses on its sprint through the kitchen long enough to turn its nose up at whatever you're serving. When you reach out to ruffle its head, in that old affectionate gesture, it twists away from you, then gives you a blank stare, as if trying to remember where it has seen you before.

You, not realizing that the dog is now a cat, think something must be desperately wrong with it. It seems so antisocial, so distant, sort of depressed. It won't go on family outings.

Since you're the one who raised it, taught it to fetch and stay, and sit on command, you assume that you did something wrong. Flooded with guilt and fear, you redouble your efforts to make your pet behave.

Only now you're dealing with a cat, so everything that worked before now produces the opposite of the desired result. Call it, and it runs away. Tell it to sit, and it jumps on the counter. The more you go toward it, wringing your hands, the more it moves away.

Instead of continuing to act like a dog owner, you can learn to behave like a cat owner. Put a dish of food near the door, and let it come to you. But remember that a cat needs your help and your affection, too. Sit still, and it will come, seeking that warm, comforting lap it has not entirely forgotten. Be there to open the door for it.

One day, your grown-up child will walk into the kitchen, give you a big kiss and say, "You've been on your feet all day. Let me get those dishes for you." Then you'll realize your cat is a dog again.

So, back to organizing!

"Oh heavenly father, make me a better parent..."

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At Lyndsey's wedding (June, 2006)

                   Not sure. Lyndsey probably 4 and Jeremy 7.

    Jeremy, almost 3. Lyndsey, 2 days old.

     Jeremy, 4, Lyndsey, 18 months old.

     Our trip to New York City, July, 2005

     Jeremy's wedding, June, 2005

    Jeremy 16, Lyndsey 13

Not sure. Lyndsey probably 10, Jeremy probably 13.

Jeremy's graduation from Hardin-Simmons, May, 2003

Jeremy, 21 and Lyndsey, 18

Couldn't resist adding this one. Jeremy, 3, Lyndsey, 6 months, and me, 24 or 25

Lyndsey, 13, and Jeremy, 16

Lyndsey's bedroom in San Angelo, after moving out of the dorm!

Oh my goodness! I look like a baby. A baby with a very bad mullet and a very bad perm!!!

                    L, 13, and J, 16

     Jeremy, 3, and Lyndsey, 3 months

     Fun at the mall! Jeremy, 5, and Lyndsey, 2

     My beautiful daughter on her wedding day (June, 2006)

My handsome son on his wedding day (June, 2005)

I've been looking through boxes of "stuff" lately...trying to get ideas as to how on earth I'm going to get organized. Its been a mission of mine for at least the last 40 years. Seriously. I own every organizational tool, system, and secret ever invented. I kid you not.

I came across this prayer that was in Dear Abby many years ago. It was written by the late Garry C. Myers, the founder of the "Highlights for Children", a wholesome, educational monthly magazine -- now in its 4th (by now, probably 5th or 6th) generation. I laminated it at work and it hung on my refrigerator for years. No telling how many times I've read it...sometimes more than once a day, especially during Jeremy's first year of college!!

Its also possible that it is EXACTLY what I needed to come across today. Our children are our children, no matter how old they are. The last few days have been a little rough, partly my fault...partly not my fault. Jeremy and Lyndsey, please forgive me for some of my recent actions and words. I love you both more than you will ever know...and I always will. No matter what.

Love..........mom

A Parent's Prayer

Oh, heavenly Father, make me a better parent. Help me to understand my children, to listen patiently to what they have to say and to understand all their questions. Kindly keep me from interrupting them, talking back to them, and contradicting them. Make me as courteous to them as I would have them be to me. Give me the courage to confess my sins against my children and ask their forgiveness when I know that I have done wrong.

May I not vainly hurt the feelings of my children. Forbid that I should laugh at their mistakes, or resort to shame and ridicule as punishment. Let me not tempt a child to lie and steal. So guide me hour by hour that I may demonstrate by all I say and do that honesty produces happiness.

Reduce, I pray, the meanness in me. May I cease to nag; and when I am out of sorts, help me, Oh Lord, to hold my tongue. Blind me to the little errors of my children and help me to see the good things they do. Give me a ready word for honest praise.

Help me to treat my children as those of their own age, but let me not exact of them the judgments and conventions of adults. Allow me not to rob them of the opportunity to wait upon themselves, to think, to choose, and to make their own decisions.

Forbid that I should ever punish them for my selfish satisfaction. May I grant them all their wishes that are reasonable and have the courage always to withhold a privilege that I know will do them harm.

Make me so fair and just, so considerate and companionable to my children, that they will have genuine esteem for me. Fit me to be loved, and imitated by my children. Oh, God, do give me calm and poise and self-control.

The End.

Granny writes........February, 1926

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The first time I typed up the February, 1926 portion of Granny's diaries, I have no idea what I did, but I somehow deleted it. That has been at least 7 to 10 days ago. I, just today, had the heart to do it again.

February, 1926, finds Granny still in Green City with her family, still fretting about a "position". During the month, she cooks her first meal, she writes (and answers) numerous letters each and every day, she begins to get "specials" ... or "special deliveries" from Clint, whom she misses so much it hurts. However, she meets a guy named Forrest and goes to a party with him (which I'm sure was TOTALLY innocent)...then she frets about Grandpa (Clint) finding out. She was so very relieved when he "forgave" her ... its so funny, because in today's times, that is grounds for breaking up/calling off a wedding/getting a divorce!! Her writings make me laugh. For those who knew her, they would have to agree that she didn't change much at all between the time she was a teenager until the time she passed away. She finally gets a call from Stark Bro's Nurseries & Orchards Company in Louisiana, MO, and leaves Green City to accept the position. Apparently, the company was big enough that it had an entire Steno Department (in those days, the bosses dictated letters, which were "taken" in shorthand ... then the stenographer would take the shorthand notes to her desk and type them up). Girls who worked for them were "put up" in dormitory type lodging, or in Granny's case, The Hillcrest.

                  Picture of the Steno Department of Stark Bro's Nurseries & Orchards Company.
                  Granny is on the front row, from left to right, the 5th person. Isn't she pretty!!

     And in true Granny fashion, naturally she has the names of everyone
     written on the back of the picture. Its also dated, but when I scanned it,
     the date was cut off.

Monday, February 1, 1926
Dear Diary,
This is the first day of February and I haven't a position yet. Wonder if I ever will.
Pauline and I have been playing and singing and I have enjoyed it so much. I am glad I can play a little for it gives me so much pleasure. I only wish I could play well.
I got my letter but it was short. I wouldn't blame him for not writing at all because I didn't. You don't have any idea how I love him or how badly I want to see him. Oh boy!
Tomorrow is Mother's birthday and I am going to cook supper. My first attempt.

Tuesday, February 2, 1926
Dear Diary,
They said my supper was a decided success. It was rather good. Nola Mae was here. I had beef loaf, gravy, mashed potatoes, sweet corn, pickles, beets, lettuce, salmon salad, coffee, fruit salad with whipped cream, and cake.
I got the darlingest letter from the dear boy. I didn't have a chance to answer it till late tonight because Rev. Young called just after supper and stayed late. Nola Mae and I just came home from the Depot. We went to mail my letter.
Daddy got Mother a rug and Nola Mae gave her a handkerchief with tatting on it. She hasn't received her other presents yet.

Wednesday, February 3, 1926
Dear Diary,
This is Mother and Dad's twenty second wedding anniversary. I wonder how we will feel when we have been married that long? I got my letter and answered it this afternoon. Went to town with Nola Mae and mailed it. We stopped at Watson's.
I just came home from Prayer Meeting at Longs. Pauline is practicing.
Mother has been joining my first quilt. She has worked all day on it and isn't finished yet. She got some more birthday gifts this morning - three dresses, a pair of hose, a can opener, and a lot of sausage and butter.
Clinton is on my mind, as usual.

Thursday, February 4, 1926
Dear Diary,
10:10 p.m. I just came home from Nola Mae's. We have been talking and I also worked on some quilt blocks. I am not getting along very well with it.
Pauline, Paul, and Helen all went to the show - "Little Annie Rooney". I saw it once and oh! If I could be with that person now, I would be happy. If I could only see him for a while, I would be satisfied. I got my usual letter.

Friday, February 5, 1926
Dear Diary,
Nola Mae, Dorothy and I just came home from Ramah Kents. We have been playing pitch and the piano. Had a very good time. Also told fortunes. Mine said that I was going to get my next letter and a valentine from Clinton and that I was going to marry Wayne but I know the latter part is a big mistake.
I got my letter today. It was rather short again. When he writes short letters, unless they are unusually good, he seems so far away from me. Of course he is far when considering miles, but I don't mean that way.

Saturday, February 6, 1926
Dear Diary,
We just came home from Lois's. Had a lovely time. Nola Mae, Miss Blair, Pauline, Reta Payne, Wineva, and Ina Hayes were all there. Of course we danced to both radio and Victrola music.
I got a perfectly good letter today and was satisfied with it. I answered it right away, then read my other diary book from the day I left home for Quincy up to the last of December. It sounded rather silly, just as you will sound in a short time.
Daddy went to Milan today. Helen has a swelling in her throat and Mother thinks she may have the mumps, but I don't believe it is that.
I have to lead League tomorrow night.

Sunday, February 7, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have put in a rather full day. Went to Sunday School and had a good time with my class. They are so bright and responsive.
After dinner I got my letter and started to answer it when Dorothea and her cousin, Leila Davis, came by and wanted me to go walking with them. We picked up Wilma and later Nola Mae.
I came home about four o'clock and finished my letter, then went back over to Pfeiffer's where we ate supper. I lead League, rather I tried to.
After church we went over to Dot's Uncle Eds and listened to the radio. I just came home.

Monday, February 8, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am very happy and optimistic tonight. Sometimes I don't feel so happy. I got a good letter and that always makes me happy. I have become a milliner, fixed my black hat over tonight and like it much better. Mother has been working on my tweed suit and I am planning to wear it again.
I wrote a letter to my dear Lennice today. I am thoroughly ashamed of myself for not having written sooner.
We washed this morning and did part of the ironing this evening. Daddy left for Brookfield.
Nola Mae and Dot went to Kirksville today to hear Sousa's Band. They are planning to come back on the night train.

Tuesday, February 9, 1926
Dear Diary,
It is now seven o'clock. I feel so miserable I don't know what to do. I promised Forrest Cason this afternoon that I would go to a party with him tonight at the Legion Hall. I would give almost anything now if I hadn't promised. I feel guilty and I dread to tell my Clinton. I know how he would feel or I know how I would feel if he did something like that. But its too late now to back out.
We ironed this morning and I cut quilt blocks after I had answered my letter. It was a swell one today, too. Oh, I feel awful. I wish it was over.
11:15 p.m. Just home. Had a lovely time. Played rook and party games. Gail Hayes asked me for a date.

Wednesday, February 10, 1926
Dear Diary,
I went to Prayer Meeting tonight with Nola Mae. It was at Prayer (gee-oh, I'm crazy). I mean it was at Taylor's.
I finished cutting my quilt blocks today.   Glory be! I wonder if I will ever get it done.
I didn't get my letter today. It just seems that Clinton knew about the party and was trying to spite me but he wouldn't do that, I am sure. I told him all about it in my letter today. I hope he will forgive me. Mother is at Clara's, helping her quilt.
No word from Louisiana yet and no work. I don't believe I'll ever get any. I am so discouraged about it.

Thursday, February 11, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came home from the Sophomore Program. It was good, better than their last year's program. Pauline sang and was in a play, "Bachelors Forever".
Reva Jane, Dot, Nola and I went together. Lois had planned to go but couldn't.
I got two wonderful letters today. I wonder what he is thinking about the party Tuesday night. I hope he isn't angry.
Have been piecing quilt blocks today. Only did four though. Will I ever get through?

Friday, February 12, 1926
Dear Diary,
Do you know, Clinton Croft is the dearest boy that ever lived! I'd give most anything to see him now. I have been so homesick for him today. I don't see how I can wait to see him.
I got a Valentine gift from him, a heart shaped box of candy. It is the nicest thing. And I got a keen letter, too. Isn't he a dear?
We have been over at Pfeiffer's. Had a good time. Paul went to a party at Mary Frances Young's. Helen only got twenty-five valentines today and about half of them from boys. She's a sight, lots worse than I used to be. What will she be when she gets to be my age? I'm bad enough.

Saturday, February 13, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have the blues more or less. Mother had a spell this evening because I didn't stay and make speed and because I didn't take the Canton position and everything in general. Did I cry? Well, I guess. The storm has blown over now.
Pauline and I just came home from Lois's. We danced some but couldn't get any radio music. There was too much static.
Daddy came home this afternoon. He had me to write to a produce company at Brookfield. I wonder if I shall ever get a position?
Wilma came up after me just as I had finished writing a letter to my dearly beloved. We went to town and stayed nearly all the rest of the afternoon.

Sunday, February 14, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have had a lovely time today. I went home with Dorothy after S.S. and we cooked dinner together. She did the biggest part of it though.
I went after the mail and got my letter and a picture of the dear boy. I don't think it flatters him in the least but I was glad to get it anyway. We came over home and I answered his letter. It isn't mailed yet. Went back over to Pfeiffer's and had supper. Guy Davis and family from Reger came in while we were eating.
We went to League and Church. I tried to take notes on the sermon. Didn't have a great deal of luck though. Nola Mae stopped in after church and just left. I am so sleepy and blue, too.

Monday, February 15, 1926
Dear Diary,
Mother and Clara are quilting my crossword puzzle as dear Clint would say. I'm simply no good when it comes to that. I don't like to do it. I have been working on the pink and while one.
I didn't get my letter today until the afternoon train. It was a good one but it seems that he is so far away. I just take it by spells. Some days I feel as if I knew him, oh, so well, and other days I don't know him at all. This is one when I don't.
I went to town after school. We visited the ice cream parlor.
Today is Dot's birthday and my Clint's will be soon. I wonder what I shall give him?

Tuesday, February 16, 1926
Dear Diary,
This is the last time I will write to you in Green City for quite a while. I got a long distance call this morning from Louisiana. I am planning to leave in the morning and want to stay in Quincy for part of the day. I have been busy all afternoon getting my things ready. I called Mrs. Henry, Wilma, Reva Jane, went over to Pfeiffer's and tonight Dot, Nola Mae and Pauline and I are going to see Lois. Mother and Clara are quilting. I have the queerest feeling, I can't describe it, but I certainly hate to leave home, and I dread that trip.
Here's hoping I will like it. I got my letter today and wrote one. Let's say good-bye to Green City.

Wednesday, February 17, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am in Louisiana at Hillcrest. There are about twelve girls here. I like it fine here. There are four girls in this room. Have a piano and Victrola downstairs and we are allowed to dance.
It commenced to rain when I left home and rained most of the day. Got to Quincy about 10:30. Went up to the store, saw May and Lennice, then went out to 925 and 1030 Jersey, then to the doctor's office, then ate dinner at the Monarch and then we to the college. Saw Chet and met Ivan Merrill. Took the two thirty train for here.
Since supper, I have written to my Clint, the folks, Nola Mae, and Lennice. I wish I had my other letters written. I am so tired and sleepy now.

Thursday, February 18, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have worked so hard today. I don't think I shall ever be a good steno. I have been typing but am no good at all. I like my roommates so well, better than any of the other girls, possibly because I know them better.
I went to town after supper with Irene, cashed a check for $10, bought some Listerine and soap but it was too late to get the mail. I wish I could have had it.
I have been talking to the girls all evening and getting acquainted. Have had quite a good time.

Friday, February 19, 1926
Dear Diary,
It is almost 10:30 and I just came home from work. I am so tired. I should be shot for working at night after working all day.
Irene went with me to the Post Office this morning and I had three letters from my dear Abie. They made me feel fine, too. Now I must answer them before I go to bed. Isn't that awful? But I wouldn't sleep well if I didn't. I got a letter from Nola Mae this evening. I was glad of that, too.

Saturday, February 20, 1926
Dear Diary,
Work, work, work. Maybe I didn't today. We leave at 7:15 for work and come home at five. Eat lunch out there and have only one half hour to eat.
I got the best old letter from Clint. He is the dearest thing. He said he was going to try to get off and come up here about the first of March. I certainly hope he does.
Irene, Lois, another girl and I went to town tonight. I took my watch down to get a crystal put in it, selected Clint's birthday gift, got my neck clipped and now I must take a bath. It is late, too, and I am tired and sleepy.

Sunday, February 21, 1926
Dear Diary,
Just as I was getting ready for S.S. this morning I got a "special" from the only one for me. It made me happy and it made me sad. I could hardly keep from crying. I went to S.S. with Hope and Bessie Lester and Kathryn Kohea. When I came back I answered Clint's letter. Then ate dinner. After dinner, I wrote to Reva Jane and Imogene, then Rose, Irene and I went to town.
We had just set down to the supper table when the doorbell rang and what do you know, I got another "special". Could I eat any supper? I'll say I couldn't. It made me feel sad and lonesome, too.
Since supper I have written to Clint again and to Dot and Aunt Nora. The bunch has been in here cutting up.

Monday, February 22, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have just come home from work and must write to my Abie. I know the girls all wish I would go to bed, but I have to write my letter. I am not so tired now or sleepy, either, but I have been all day. I didn't get my letter because this is Washington's Birthday. Wait till tomorrow. Got a new roommate though. Her name is Mae Crane. I don't know her very well yet.
Irene thinks she is taking the mumps. I hope she isn't. I have been getting acquainted with Alta Stark today, tonight rather.

Tuesday, February 23, 1926
Dear Diary,
I didn't work tonight. I was too tired. Mae is leaving at eleven. She said she wouldn't work here for love or money.
I got a letter from home and Clint and Nola Mae and a card from Alfred Meals. I have been writing letters all evening.

Wednesday, February 24, 1926
Dear Diary,
I didn't work tonight either. I have been writing letters again. I wrote to Lennice, Wilma, Clinton, and Mr. V. G. I got letters today from the first three.
Lennice was so afraid I would get the mumps and wanted me to come up there if I felt as if I were taking them.
Forrest just called a while ago. That is the first time I have talked to him.
Irene has been in bed all day. She thinks she has the mumps or she did think she had them. Her throat isn't swollen now and I certainly hope she doesn't have them.
Rose has a date tonight. I wish I could have one with my man.

Thursday, February 25, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came home from work and I am so tired. Irene is sick and has been in bed all day. She hasn't the mumps yet, but I feel so sorry for her.
I got a dear letter from Clint today and one from Reva Jane. I have been so homesick for him all day. I wrote a letter to him at work again. It made me feel guilty. Rose and I went up town after work and I got Clint's present.

Friday, February 26, 1926
Dear Diary,
Irene and Rose and I have been talking about diaries and Clinton and everything. Irene is much better.
I didn't work tonight. Have been to town twice this evening and didn't buy anything either. Fooled around with my clothes all evening.
I got three letters this morning and they made me so happy. One from Clint, one from home, and one from Aunt Nora. Mother said for me to tell Clint he couldn't have me for the next five or ten year if I was going to be as far away from home as I am now. I answered Clint's letter at the office. I am so homesick for him.

Saturday, February 27, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came home from town and buying some new clothes. Bought a blouse, tie, gloves, and hat. I'm all dolled up! I have the headache so badly. Rose has a date and Alta's date came tonight. I would give anything if mine would come.
I have been so homesick for him today. We have a new roommate - Lucile Martin. I am so glad. I knew her at Quincy and thought she was the sweetest thing ever.
I mailed Clint's present this evening. I got the bestest letter from him this morning.

Sunday, February 28, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been so lonesome for my Clint today. I got a special delivery this morning and boy, it was great. I answered it and wrote a letter home.
I didn't go to Sunday School but Rose, Hope, Joy, Lucile, and I went to church at the Baptist church. We bought a lot of ice cream but it wasn't very good.
Irene went home this evening. She is going to stay there until she feels better. I hope that is soon.
I read to Nina today, two love stories. I have been talking about Clint and boy, but I cried this evening. I was just too homesick for words. I don't believe I can ever wait three years for him.   Ever, ever, ever...

Vegas Vacation/Wordless Wednesday...NOT!!

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Last week, Terry and I went to Las Vegas for 4 days/nights....with Jeremy & Kristin, Lyndsey & James, and Glen & Tina. For those who know me......well, you KNOW!! For those who don't...Jeremy is my son, Lyndsey is my daughter, and Glen is my ex-husband and Jeremy & Lyndsey's Dad. Strange? It COULD be. For some, it WOULD be. But it works for us. And when I say "us", I'm referring to everyone,

including Terry and Tina.

Some people don't understand the concept of being divorced from someone and remaining friends with them. The way I see it...when you have kids with someone, why would you NOT try to remain friends with that person?

(I know, there are extenuating circumstances in every marriage and every divorce...and I'm not, in the least, trying to tell people how to live their lives. I'm speaking only about my own situation.)

But, in the end, who would be most punished by the fact that we couldn't get along with each other? Well, of course, it would be our children and grandchildren. Just because you are no longer married to someone doesn't mean you have to hate them, does it? With some, unfortunately, that is the case. But in my mind, if I hate the father of my children...then I hate my children, too. Because, after all, our children are US. In some ways they are like me...in other ways, they are like him. They didn't necessarily acquire our best (or worst) traits, but there is no denying who they belong to.

So, our family is blessed that we can all see past the normal obstacles that prevent exes from remaining friends. In addition, our children and grandchildren are doubly blessed. Instead of my grandchildren having one set of grandparents from our side of the family, they have two. They have FOUR "old people" from our side of the family to love and cherish them, instead of just two. Go figure. At birthday and Christmas time alone, they "literally" REAP the benefits!!!

Terry and I have a very similar relationship with his ex-wife and her husband. Okay, we haven't taken vacations together, but if it was ever something their kids wanted to do, we're in! Life is just too short to let the little things pass us by. And its too short to sweat the small stuff. And in the BIG picture, this would definitely fall in the category of "small stuff". I'm just saying...

But, I digress, so back to my post. Well, almost! Funny, I was actually going to wait until tomorrow to post this, so it could be my first ever "Wordless Wednesday" contribution. You bloggers know what Wordless Wednesdays are...the rest of you can probably figure it out. But, I'm not well-known for being "wordless" ... and PLEASE, no comments from those who know me well!!

So, I wasn't really in the mood to take pictures on this trip. My camera is big and bulky and I just didn't feel like carrying it everywhere we went. So, as you will see from the pictures posted below, I took a total of six. Pictures, that is. I KNOW. That is purely pathetic. Right? If not for the pesky picture-takers posted at every possible place in Las Vegas, then the count would have remained at 6, but we actually ended up liking some of the pictures that were taken of us.

Waiting at DFW...James, Jeremy, and Kristin.

Glen and Tina, also at DFW

Lyndsey and Terry...DFW

Terry and Me...guess? DFW!

Lyndsey and James, at the airport in Las Vegas.

James

...........and,

Terry, Lyndsey, me, and Kristin.

YES, I was accused of trying to match the theme of The Lion King. I promise, I didn't! Wow, I just noticed that my purse doesn't even show up! Unless you look real hard! Can anyone see it?

Terry, me, Lyndsey, and James.

Yes, I am a TOTAL nerd. Who else do you know who goes to Vegas and doesn't spend a single penny gambling and doesn't drink a drop of alcohol? And is thrilled to go to the Titanic Artifact Exhibition?

Just remember...it takes all kinds to make the world go 'round.

And nerds are just as important as cool people. No matter what all you cool people think!!!

To the other 7 people on our trip, y'all remember this:

WHAT HAPPENS IN VEGAS STAYS IN VEGAS!!!

In summary, this was my 3rd trip to Vegas and Terry's 1st. Also Lyndsey and James' 1st trip. I had been twice before, but really didn't care for it. I happened to be with a great group of friends both times, so I really did enjoy myself. However, the casinos are NOT for me. Too much smoke. Too many people. Too much skin. Too much gambling that I just DO NOT understand. I understand the slot machine concept, but don't have a clue about blackjack, roulette, craps, etc...

And don't care to learn!

I DO love the shows, though. I could watch them all day long, all night long, 4 days and nights in a row! Not the "skin" shows...I like the Broadway productions...Mamma Mia! that I saw with Susie 4 years ago and The Lion King. We also went to Legends in Concert and it was GREAT! The Michael Jackson and Elvis impersonators were SO believable, it was almost eerie. Of course I loved the Titanic exhibit. And for anyone who has never been to a Madame Tussaud's Wax Museum, you NEED to go! I didn't have my camera, but believe me...it is worth the money!

Baby Jud turns One!!

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Our youngest grandchild, Jud, turned ONE year old on Saturday. His Daddy was in a wedding in Fredericksburg on Saturday night, so we had his party at our house on Sunday afternoon. I stayed up all Saturday night decorating and getting things ready. Looking back at the pics, I could have EASILY stopped around 2:00 a.m. but noooo, I had ribbon and a glue gun, and I just couldn't stop myself.

Note to my little friend, Stephanie: I know. Don't say it. Less. Is. More. Next time, I'll remember that. Everything you made looked incredible. We LOVED it all!

Little buckets for the party favors.

The "loot"

We were so glad that sweet little Aubrie came to the party!

Jud (eating ice) with Great Grandma Smith

James, holding Jud's little cousin, Hutton, who is 5 weeks younger than Jud.

Lyndsey, getting some hugs from the twins when they arrived!

It ended up pouring rain, but not before a little swimming by Terry, Aden, Eric, Steven, and Aubrie.

The only problem we had was when Jeremy asked his Dad to watch the burgers for "just a second" and when he returned, they were ON FIRE! Jeremy is a wee bit anal abouts things, not totally unlike his Mother, unfortunately! Note to Jeremy: we just like things to be a certain way, don't we? And that doesn't make us bad, does it? Actually, the burgers and "dogs" were delicious!!

Jud telling everyone he was "ONE"!!

Jud's Mommy asked for Dr. Seuss books. He got at least 25 of them.

Cousins Eric and Aden...trying out the new "ride" with Jud!

I had to get me some Jud "sugar" before the night was over!

And, what a difference a year makes!

The blanket Jud is lying on in the above picture was my Dad's baby blanket, 78 years ago.

Got milk?

The End.

All things written...

2010-06-27T06:52:00.000-05:00

I have an ~~addiction~~ love of all things hand-written, especially if it was written by or about a family member. For example...

We received this precious letter in the mail from Maggie, our 6 year old granddaughter, who stayed with us last week. How cute is this?

We love you, too, Maggie! Yes, we do!

A few days ago, I found this 2-sided note among some of Granny's diaries. It was written on March 3, 1942, when my Dad was 9 years old...to his mother. I have no idea where they might have been, but its possible he was at work with her...not sure since he is asking someone to give this to "Mrs. Croft" ...

This side says "Please give this to Mrs. Croft" ... it is also dated in Granny's handwriting.

This side says "Mother come out and talk to me"

Will probably never know the details of this one.

Last night, I came across this folded envelope:

I assume it contained her Christmas bonus. The names that are written on the back are ancestors...I've seen these names before.

Then there is this. It is the opening page of an Autograph Book from Granny's days at Gem City Business College.

And guess who one of the first "autographs" was from? Yep, Clinton (Abie) himself! He must have really wanted to leave an impression because his is the only page out of around 30 that has a picture on it. I think his self-description fit him well...

"Abie, as sure as you think of anything of a mischief-maker, tiz him".

Here is a picture of the address he listed...508 N. 23rd Street, Cairo, Illinois.

For kicks, I googled the address, and here is what the house looks like today:

There are so many family things in my possession. But they'll have to wait for another post. I have to get ready for a birthday party tomorrow. Will post pictures for everyone to see!

Hope you are all having a WONDERFUL weekend!

GiGi and Pappy Camp

2010-06-24T07:00:00.000-05:00

Terry and I hosted the first session of our version of "Granny Camp" last week. Paul and Jenny went to Vegas, so we helped the other grandparents out by keeping Maggie, Maisy and Lawson for a couple of days and nights. It went really well with no reason whatsoever to have to interrupt their parents! We swam, napped, went to the park, and had a great time with them.

Maggie wore several different hats while here! She was a "little Momma". She was Events Coordinator. She was Lawson's interpreter. She was Maisy's consoler. She was a blanket finder. She was "brush your teeth before bed" reminderer. She was (sorry, Jenn and Paul) a drinker of Diet Dr. Pepper. And she was SO sweet and SO much fun!

Maisy was almost transparent, if that is the correct term to use. I don't know a whole lot about birth order, but from what I've read and can remember, she is the typical middle child. She did her own thing and was absolutely precious. The only "hint" of a problem was when I put a rubber band (coated, of course) in her hair. I soon found out she DOES NOT like them and there is NO WAY she is going to wear one. No biggie!

Lawson wasn't so sure about camp this year! As long as his Pappy was in sight, he was fine. Actually, the day Terry worked and I was alone with them, he was fine, too! Once he got over the fact that Pappy "went to work". He asked, several times that day, "where's Pappy"? He wasn't thrilled with being IN the pool, but certainly enjoyed throwing balls, floaties, and everything else into the pool (to Pappy, of course) for fun!

After we met Jenn and Paul and made the "switch", we headed back and met Lyndsey in Cisco to bring Jud back to camp! We kept him for a couple of days and nights, and couldn't have asked for a better baby. Terry had to work both days, so Jud and I just hung out...napped, played, etc. Actually, Jud and I never left the house until it was time to meet Lyndsey in Cross Plains to make the "switch".

The last campers of the week (for a mini-session) were Aden and Eric. We kept them overnight while Jeremy and Kristin went to the Coleman Rodeo to hear Josh Abbott in concert. Aden slept with Terry; Eric slept with me. Midway through the night, Eric had crowded me over to the very edge of the bed, so I got up and moved to the other side. The next morning I woke up and both boys were in bed with me. That was sweet. In the 4 weeks since I have kept them on a daily basis, they have changed from babies into rough'n'tough little boys. In all honesty, I was too tired to even pick my camera up by the time I kept the boys. However, here are a couple of pics made earlier in the week:

We would love to have Briley and Cade come to camp this summer. Chad and Buffy, if you are reading this and would like to send the kiddos to camp, we will gladly meet you somewhere and pick them up. Same on the return.

So, that about catches me up on posts for a few days. Its 7:00 a.m. and I haven't been to bed yet (Wednesday night). I have insomnia, but have made the most of my "awake" time by posting several things.

I hope everyone is having a perfectly wonderful week.

The End.

Anniversaries and Family

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Today (actually yesterday since it has taken me all day and night to locate and scan pictures), I have been married to my wonderful husband, Terry, for 4 years! He is the kindest, sweetest, most genuine person I know. I don't think I deserve him....but I'm so thankful to have him! There aren't many pictures of us...because I try my hardest to hide from the camera. But here are a couple...

                                              June, 2006 at James and Lyndsey's wedding

                                                        Abby's graduation from Grad School
                                                                           ACU, 2008

So, for the ones of you who know me well, you know I'm not a sticky sweet kind of person. And you know that as much as I love Terry, which is a whole lot, you also know he does things that drive me CRAZY!!

Let me just say that my husband is a "BULL in a china cabinet" ... entirely too helpful. Yes, its absolutely possible, as crazy as it sounds.

I had to separate our dirty laundry, literally, because he is a HUGE fan of the dryer button that says "PRESS HERE TO FRY YOUR CLOTHES". We had to buy a new washer and dryer a few months ago and I decided it was time for some rules (mine, of course!):

1. I can wash YOUR clothes. I can wash MY clothes. I can wash ANYTHING.
2. You can wash YOUR clothes. You cannot wash MY clothes. You can wash YOUR clothes.

I have lots of funny stories, but I'll save them for future posts! Of course, I'm certain that things I do drive Terry crazy, as well.

When he has his own blog, he can tell you all about them!!

If anyone who doesn't know us is reading this, I don't want you to be confused and left wondering.

YES, we are a "nicely-blended" family! Together, we have five grown children, their spouses, and EIGHT grandchildren! That's HUGE. When we are all together, we total 12 adults and 8 children.

We are so blessed and life is good!

Disclaimer: As I read on a blog the other day...in case one of you is the boogie man, and since I'm posting this without Chad, Jennifer and Abby's permission (since I don't think they would appreciate a call at 3:30 a.m.), I'll not put the towns in which they live.

The oldest of our children is Terry's son, Chad, who is 39. He and his wife, Buffy, are the parents of Briley and Cade. Chad and Buffy are Occupational Therapists. Briley rides horses and plays sports and Cade is 100% boy and a player of all sports!

Next in line is Terry's middle daughter, Jennifer, who is 35. She is a stay-at-home mother (who doesn't stay home much) and she teaches a couple of classes at a gym. She is married to Paul, who is a CPA. They are the parents of Maggie, age 6, Maisy, age 4, and Lawson, age 2.

Then comes my son, Jeremy, who is 30. He and wife, Kristin, are the parents of twins Aden and Eric, who are 2. Jeremy is a high school baseball coach and Kristin teaches intensive reading at the middle school.

Abby, 28, is the youngest of Terry's children. She and husband, Brice, live in Kentucky where Abby is a Licensed Counselor and Brice is finishing up work on his Doctorate degree. Their child is a furry girl named Lucy, most commonly referred to as "the Goose". They (Abby and Brice) are so much fun and we miss them terribly.

The youngest of our bunch is my daughter, Lyndsey, who is 27. She and her husband, James, are the parents of Jud, who turns ONE year old on June 26th. Lyndsey is a guidance counselor at Abilene High School and James is a football coach and history teacher there, as well.

Here are a few random pics of his, mine, and "ours":

Chad, Abby, Brice, Jennifer

Abby

Chad and Jennifer

Jeremy, Kristin, Aden, Eric

Jennifer, Abby, Chad

Jeremy and Kristin at a pep rally when they both taught at Coleman

Lyndsey, modeling for Baby's Bliss

Lyndsey and James...being goofy after a Menard football game!

The day I met Maggie (and the rest of the family)!

Chad, Abby, Jennifer

Lyndsey and Jeremy...could almost be twins!

No earthly idea who these Doogie Howser wannabe nerds are, but the one on the

right looks strangely similar to this fellow:

The End.

test baking, take 2

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Again, the cupcakes were a little big, but will be easy to adjust. The white buttercream frosting is so much easier than the chocolate. The ingredients are different, to some degree, but the white turned out so creamy and fluffy. So, here is a peek at them.

Of course, the "real" cupcakes for the party will be decorated. Never underestimate the power of a grandmother with too much time on her hands! Like I said, I don't want to embarrass poor little baby Jud (who is WALKING today, according to Lyndsey). I knew he would walk soon. When he was with us last week, I saw that he wasn't wobbly at all when walking around holding onto things. He would hold one of my fingers...sometimes not really holding it...and he walked just as big as you please.

And for a little "eye" candy, here are a few pics of the soon-to-be Birthday Boy!

Jud, you are the sweetest, happiest, and best little baby. Just like your Mommy was. It doesn't seem possible that a year has passed since you were born. I'm looking forward to your birthday party on Sunday. I love you so much...........GiGi

test baking, take 1

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So, baby Jud's birthday party is going to be at our house this weekend and I've been planning it for at least 4-6 weeks. Lyndsey and I decided to do cupcakes (which is the theme of his party) instead of the usual cake. My family doesn't care much for "birthday, wedding, shower" cake, so I decided I'm going to make the cupcakes myself. After lots of recipe searching, I decided to make white cupcakes with buttercream icing, and chocolate cupcakes with chocolate buttercream icing. Original? I think not.

Today, I set out to do my "test" baking, since I don't have much baking experience, and I surely don't want to embarass Jud on his first birthday.

Aside from the cupcakes being too big, which is an easy adjustment to make, they turned out and taste great. Then, to the icing.

Remember, this was a trial run. So, I proceed to make the chocolate icing. But first, I need to back up a bit.

The first problem I encountered is that my grocery store doesn't carry the very first item on the list of ingredients:

"4 packets (1 oz ea) Nestle Toll House ChocoBake Pre-melted Unsweetened Chocolate Flavor"

I kid you not...it took two lines on my legal tablet to write this ingredient down. Should have been my first clue. But it wasn't. Obviously I've been watching too much of the Food Network Channel...or maybe I've been visiting too many cooking blogs, but for whatever reason, I decide it will be okay to substitute Nestle Toll House chocolate chips...4 oz of them. Should work. Or not.

Directions:

1) Microwave Nestle Toll House ChocoBake Pre-melted Unsweetened Chocolate Flavoring and 1/2 a stick of butter, uncovered, for 30 seconds. Done.

2) Stir. Done.

3) Transfer mixture to a small mixer bowl, and cool to room temperature. Done.

4) Beat sugar, 4 T milk, vanilla, and salt into chocolate mixture just until of spreading consistency. Done.

Did I mention earlier that I have zero experience baking? If not, I meant to. I did exactly what the directions said to do and assumed the chocolate chips weren't supposed to be fully melted. Well, there is a saying about the word "assume" that I can't remember at this very moment, but it does apply.

So, here is a picture of my test batch of chocolate cupcakes. Not beautiful...the icing should be darker. And WOULD be darker had I made sure the chocolate chips were fully melted.

Oh well, I bet Terry will eat a couple of them, regardless, and if they aren't too terribly bad...I will send them with him to work tomorrow.

Up next: White cupcakes with buttercream icing

My Daddy

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February, 1978

I intended to have this post ready PRIOR to Fathers Day, but it didn't happen. I hope all of "my guys" had a wonderful day. Since there is nothing ... and I do mean NOTHING ... to buy my Dad, I made his favorite dessert (Chocolate Delight) and took the WHOLE THING to him. He was pleased.

My Dad is 78 years old. He is a retired banker, and is also retired from the used car business. His hobby is reading. He has read more books than anyone I know. We gave him an Amazon Kindle for Christmas. When I told him he could store 3,500 books on it, and had over 400,000 books to choose from. His response was "Well, I won't live that long!" ... we had a chuckle over it anyway!

My Dad's health has declined in the last several years. He had a stroke, followed by right and left carotid surgeries, then was diagnosed with Diabetes. That disease has ravaged his body...he is over 6 feet tall, and went from around 250 lbs. to between 140-150 lbs. The carotid surgeries took some of his voice...not sure why...but he has a hard time talking loud enough for most people to hear.

Growing up, we were a "cat" family. And my Dad loved them ALL. He and my Mom's last cat, "Bunny", was a bob-tail calico and she was VERY strange. She was old and her health was declining around a year ago...and it was obvious she wasn't going to live much longer. I had been telling my parents they REALLY needed to get a dog next time around...but my suggestions were always met with a resounding "NOOOOOOOO, we don't even LIKE dogs". One morning last spring, my Dad went into their backyard and he heard something whimpering...after a little searching, he found a small, dirty, flea-infested puppy underneath the gas grill. He took it inside to show my Mom...and within minutes, they loaded up the little guy and took him (a Shih Tzu) to a local veterinarian's office who washed, de-flead , and pronounced him "good to go". Now my Dad (and Mom, too) think the sun rises and sets on that little dog...whom they named "Buddy". He is one LUCKY little dog!

When I took the Chocolate Delight to my Dad on Sunday, my brother had just finished cooking him his favorite meal...meatloaf with hamburger meat AND sausage in it, mashed potatoes, green beans, and tossed salad. I might have eaten a little of it...and if so, I probably thought it was really YUMMY:)))

Below are some pics of him through the years. Its late and I'm tired...and blogger is doing funny things with my pics tonight, so they are probably not in complete chronological order. Sorry.

Around May or June, 1932

November, 1932

Not sure of the date on this one...probably around mid to late 1933. I'm hoping this picture was "colorized" and not "in color" ... since it sure looks like my Dad is wearing pink! He was pretty enough to be a girl, I think!

Again, not sure of the date...maybe 1935'ish. Holding a pic of Granny!

Mom and Dad, the early years

                                                   I love this picture of my Mom and Dad...

                     Grandpa Clint, Granny Marie, Ann (front center), Dad, Mom...not sure of the date.

                         Dad with little sister, Ann, probably taken in early 1945.

The four of them...Clint, Marie, Dad, and baby Ann. 1945, probably.

Granny and my Dad...May, 1976...getting ready to go to my high school graduation.

Smoking his pipe after a long day at the bank!

Summer of 1982...this was Dad's "work-in-the-yard" garb. He only wore it because it drove my Mother crazy.

Dad with "Lucky" ... a poor starving kitten that showed up where I worked. I fed her/him?? for several weeks before the plant manager told me to call the Humane Society to come pick it up. Nope, wasn't going to do that, so called my parents and took it to their house that afternoon...went to work the next day...it was sitting on the front steps, which is a LONG way from my parents' house (at least for a cat). Carried it back to my parents...they fed it and got it healthy, then it decided to go live with the neighbors. Go. Figure.

Mom and Dad on their 50th wedding anniversary.

Don't know the year this was taken, but it was for a newspaper announcement of some sort. My brother favors him so much, its scary!

Dad holding great-grandson Eric, December 2008

Mom and Dad having fun with great-grandsons, Eric and Aden. Christmas, 2008.

I love you, Daddy. Hope you enjoyed your Chocolate Delight!

Granny writes...........January, 1926

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Lots has happened in young Marie's life between mid-April, 1925 and January, 1926. She has graduated from high school, attended Gem City Business College, met someone named Don, and fallen in love with a young man named Clinton Croft, whom she sometimes refers to as "Abie".

In January of 1926, Marie is busy piecing a quilt and writing (and receiving) daily letters. She has a recurring pain in her right side and is lonely for Clinton. She bakes her first pie and is worried about getting a "position" (job), for she is afraid she won't get to buy new clothes! On a lighter note, Clinton has told her he got some "honeymoon suggestions" from his Dad!!!

Friday, January 1, 1926
Dear Diary,
You are the gift of the dearest boy in all the world. I received you yesterday and I am so proud of you. Shall we be friends!
Last night Pauline, Miss Grinstead and I went to Lois Meals' to a watch party. Lois, Nola Mae, and I went to the show, "The Sea Hawk", then met Fred who came in on the night train. We came home about one this morning and slept rather late. Nola stayed all night with us because Mother is at Bethel.
I got my daily letter from Clinton. I wonder when I shall see him? I hope it is soon.

Saturday, January 2, 1926
Pauline, Dorsie and I just got home from Meals'. I have danced all evening. Had a good time.
I baked my first pie today and it was good, too. Dorsie is staying all night with us. I made biscuits for supper. They were good, too. Perhaps I will be able to cook a little by the time my Clinton gets me.
I got a letter from him today, also one from Mother. She is wanting to come home on Monday.
I haven't studied my S.S. lesson very much and I have to teach a class, Mrs. Henry's. Good night, diary dear.

Sunday, January 3, 1926
Dear Diary,
We were surprised about 3:30 this afternoon when Mother, Daddy, and Helen drove up. They would have waited until tomorrow but they were afraid the roads would be bad.
We went to S.S. this morning and to church tonight. I got my sweet old letter today and boy! I enjoyed it! I made biscuits twice today. They were good both times. I wonder if the dear boy likes them! Here's hoping he does.
Pauline curled my hair for me this evening. I wrote to Don, Clint, and Mr. V.G.

Monday, January 4, 1926
Dear Diary:
I am blue and lonely tonight even though I did get my usual letter. My side hurts so badly and I am worrying because I haven't a position. Sometimes I think I made a mistake in coming home when I did. Oh, how I wish I had a good position.
I have been working on my old rose apron tonight. I think I shall keep it for at least three years. Then CGC will get the benefit of it. I wish I could see him now. I might forget part of my troubles then.

Tuesday, January 5, 1926
I finished embroidering my apron tonight. My side has been bothering me so much today. Daddy thinks perhaps I have appendicitis.
I got three letters today, one from my dear Clinton, one from Lennice, and one from Uncle Adam. I enjoyed them all and answered Clint and Lennice's.
I went to town this evening with Nola Mae. I have been a regular dumb-bell all day. I can't think or say anything right.

Wednesday, January 6, 1926
This is Thursday evening, but I went to Prayer Meeting last night and forgot to write to you. We ironed yesterday morning and I received letters from May C, Don, Mr. V.G., and my dearly beloved.
Mr. V.G. told me to write to Louisiana, MO and Lancaster, MO. I went up to the school house and typed those letters. Also wrote to a man at Green Top.
Diary, dear, I am so relieved.

Thursday, January 7, 1926
I have been cutting quilt blocks all day and glory be, but I am tired. But I love to do it. When I get tired, I think of who it is for and go on. It is a pleasure to work when I have someone so good and true to think about. This will be my first quilt.
I got two wonderful letters today. I was very much surprised when I got the second, and it was a good one, too! How I do love him, Diary -- no one knows.
I feel so sick tonight I can hardly sit up. Tonight is Mrs. Pfeiffers banquet for the Seniors.

Friday, January 8, 1926
I have cut quilt blocks all afternoon and evening. Nola Mae just left. She did some tatting. I have only forty blocks cut and must have fifty-six. Gee-oh! Its some work!
I got my dear letter. He said his father offered some suggestions about their honeymoon. It rather tickled me.
This has been a beautiful day, but I wish I had a position in view. The days might seem brighter to me then.

Saturday, January 9, 1926
I am still a sick woman. Have been sicker than ever. This morning I got dizzy and the folks said I was pale. Mother was about ready to call the Doctor but I got somewhat better. I haven't worked any, though, today. I mean housework. I have been piecing quilt blocks. Mother pieced eight blocks for me tonight. I have pieced only seven all day long.
I got my letter and answered. it. Nothing of importance has happened. Grinstead and Blair stopped in on their way from town.

Sunday, January 10, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have been at home nearly all day. The folks just got home from church. I didn't feel like going. I think it was mostly laziness, though.
I went to S.S. this morning but came home just as soon as the classes were over.
I got my dear letter and answered it. Since then, I have been reading my old letters from Clinton. I have enjoyed my evening, too. I have been so lonesome for him today. How I wish I could be with him again.

Monday, January 11, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have just been watching a fire. Wal Price's house just burned. We didn't know anything about it till it was nearly over. A thing like that makes me so nervous. What if our house should burn?
I have been cutting quilt blocks for Mother and me all afternoon. I am anxious to piece some more.
Nola Mae came in after school to see me. She is so faithful. Hasn't missed a day since I have been sick. I am not well, even yet.
I got my letter this afternoon. Clinton is talking of working for Kresge's. I wonder what next? I wish I could see him now.

Tuesday, January 12, 1926
Dear Diary,
Cutting quilt blocks is an endless job. We haven't finished yet and have been working all evening. We ironed this morning.
I got the "bestest" letter. He said that even though he hasn't been invited, he was coming up anyway. As if I weren't crazy for him to come. Why, I'd be so glad I wouldn't know what to do with myself. I hope he does come soon, but I bet it will be ages before I see him again.
Nola Mae stopped in to see me after school. I wrote Clinton a long letter. Got one from Don today. I wonder how I'll ever explain to my dearly beloved about him?

Wednesday, January 13, 1926
Dear Diary,
Still cutting quilt blocks. Pauline and Miss Grinstead went to Prayer Meeting but I didn't want to go.
Daddy went to town early this morning. He didn't come home at noon and we couldn't imagine what had happened to him. I was worried to death, almost, cried and everything. He came home about 5:30 and had been to Kirksville with Bob Zeigler. He didn't have time to call before he left. He'd better not try a trick like that again.
I got my letter and answered it. I wish he would send his picture.
Saw Ella Martin in town today.

Thursday, January 14, 1926
We just came home from Meals'. I had a good time dancing with Dorothea and Lois. Listening to the music makes me think of my dear Abie.
As we were coming home, Evert Chapman stopped me and asked if I wanted to take a ride. I said "No, thanks", and came on.
I got my letter from Cairo and one from Louisiana, MO. They say they will have a position open in a few days, possibly ten. If they write again, I suppose I shall go, but I don't think they pay a very good salary and I am rather skeptical about the place. It is lots nearer to Cairo.

Friday, January 15, 1926
Dear Diary,
Nola Mae and I went to the show tonight. It was Beverly Bayne in "The Tenth Woman". It was rather interesting but the plot was not very deep.
I also went to town with Nola after school, to mail my letter to the dear boy. I feel so queer tonight - things don't seem real, but I guess they are. The only real thing is my idea about Clinton, rather my affection. I am sure that I love him, but some people think I don't know what I want. I want him now, but that is the impossible.
I pieced several blocks today.

Saturday, January 16, 1926
Dear Diary,
Another show tonight. "Hoot Gibson" in "The Hurricane Kid". Nola Mae and I had planned to spend a quiet evening at home when the telephone rang and Reva June asked us to come to town and go to the show with her. She also wanted me to go home with her.
Nola and I went to town this afternoon and were with Wilma quite a while. I got a letter from my dearest one and one from Lennice. I hope that I can visit her if I go to Louisiana and I think it will be possible. I haven't seen her for a long long time, it seems or Clinton either.

Sunday, January 17, 1926
Dear Diary,
Just home from League and church. We took Dorsie part way home. I went to S.S. this morning and taught my class.
I made a banana salad for dinner. I got my letter from Clinton. It was a short one for he was in a hurry. I answered it right away, then Nola and I took it to the train and mailed it. We went walking, then over to Pfeiffers where we stayed to supper.
I wonder how many more Sundays I shall be at home, or if I shall be gone next Sunday. I hope I get a position soon.

Monday, January 18, 1926
Dear Diary,
Piecing quilt blocks all day long. Not quite that bad, but almost.
I didn't get my usual letter and I don't know what to think about it. I am afraid he may have been hurt or sick or something. If anything should happen to him, I believe I should die. And I miss his letter so much. I feel lost and lonesome.
Daddy went to Kirksville this morning. Nola and I went to town after school, then we went walking. N.M.Y. says she wouldn't be surprised if I didn't marry my Clint, but I'll show her...if nothing happens to keep him from wanting me.

Tuesday, January 19, 1926
Dear Diary,
Just five more blocks to piece. Mother has been helping this evening and I have been embroidering a design on a nightgown Mother made for me.
I got three wonderful letters today. One had been mis-sent to Green Castle. He wrote two on Sunday evening. Sometimes I wonder if he will remain true to me. I don't see how I could stand it if anything should happen to prevent our being together.
I went to town twice today. Once with Nola Mae. She had intended to come down this evening, but went to a party instead. I wish I would hear from Louisiana tomorrow.

Wednesday, January 20, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just finished reading in the Bible. I signed a pledge card Sunday night promising to do that every day.
Nola, Pauline, and I went to Prayer Meeting at Kents'. I am supposed to lead next Wednesday night if I am still here. Here's hoping I'm not.
Reva June had intended to come up to the Junior program tonight and then take me home with her, but it snowed so much they couldn't come. I hope they can come tomorrow night.
Mother cut me a dress today and I bought material for a pink and white quilt. I got my letter as usual. I don't think I will see him for ages.

Thursday, January 21, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am at Reva June's. It is now after one o'clock. We have been sitting by the fire trying to get warm. We had car trouble and "Doc" Tharp brought us home. Boy! It was cold. The Junior program was swell.
I got my daily letter and answered it. I won't get any for a while now.

Friday, January 22, 1926
Dear Diary,
I visited school all day today. I think Reva is a good teacher. I like her methods as well.
I wrote to Clinton this morning, but it isn't mailed yet.
I talked to Pauline and Nola Mae. They want me to come home tomorrow.
We are so sleepy that we want to go to bed. I can hardly hold my eyes open, but I suppose we will talk half the night.

Saturday, January 23, 1926
Dear Diary,
I am at home now. Reva and I came up on the afternoon train. We got up rather late this morning. After I got home, I washed my hair and Pauline and I curled it.
Reva, Nola, and I had planned to go to the show, but Dot called and wanted us to go with her to her Uncle's to hear their new radio. Reva went to the show with Thelma Stockton and we just came home from Pfeiffers.
I got my two letters and clever they were. They made me want to see him more than ever.
Nola Mae is the darlingest thing ever. She made the tatting for my gown last night.

Sunday, January 24, 1926
My dear,
I went to S.S. Had a rather interesting class. Reva came by and wanted me to go to the train with her, which I did. I was standing there bidding her farewell when I looked up and there stood Dad. He had come up from Kirksville and went back on the evening train. I got my usual letter and answered it. Also got one from Stark Brothers saying they would send for me about the first part of February. I wonder if they will.
Went to League and church tonight. On top of leading Prayer meeting Wednesday night, I have to lead League next time. Such luck.

Monday, January 25, 1926
Dear Diary,
I have twelve blocks pieced on my pink and white quilt. I should have said "our". Got my letter. It was rather short but he promised to do better. I answered it and took it to town when I went with Nola Mae after school.
I have now answered Don's last letter and don't intend to answer any more from him. I feel rather wicked for not writing and because I haven't told my Clint about him, but I don't believe he would care if I explained it all to him.
Nola Mae gave me some linen yesterday for a dresser scarf or something. Isn't she a perfect dear?
Two months since Clint left.

Tuesday, January 26, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came home from the show. Nola Mae wanted me to go with her. It was "The Lady of the Night". Mother doesn't know that I went. I wonder what she will say.
I didn't get much work done this evening. Just pieced two blocks and joined them. Went to town after school with Nola Mae to mail my letter. I don't know what is the matter with Clinton, but his letters don't sound like they used to. Is he losing interest in me already? I hope not, for I couldn't stand it if I thought he didn't love me. He seems so far away.
Tomorrow night Prayer Meeting will be over. How I dread it.

Wednesday, January 27, 1926
Dear Diary,
Just home from Prayer Meeting and you should have heard the people rave about the lesson. Rev. Young said it was wonderful and that I was cut out to be a teacher. There was such a crowd there that I felt rather shaky and in my own heart. I don't think the lesson was so very good. They just wanted me to think it was.
I had my hair cut this evening and wrote my letter. Today's letter wasn't any better. I believe he must be forgetting me fast. I wish he had been here tonight.
I cut enough blocks for another row for my quilt. It certainly is slow work.

Thursday, January 28, 1926
Nola Mae just left. She has been tatting and I have been working on "our" quilt.
I got my letter and it was better than the last ones have been, even though it was very short and he promised to write a longer one next time.
I have been blue today for a change. If I only had a position and could be working now. I will never be able to pay my debt or get any new clothes.
I went to town with Nola Mae after school. She treated me at Watson's. She certainly does spend her share of money on me and I can't repay her now. I shall try to some day, though.

Friday, January 29, 1926
Dear Diary,
I just came home from Nola Mae's. She has been telling me a lot of things about married life that her sisters and Grace have told her. It is quite interesting.
I got a good long letter today from the dear boy and I am much happier. When he writes short letters it seems as if he doesn't have time to think about me at all. I guess I'm selfish.
Daddy went to Kirksville this morning. We heard that Aunt Nora has been having trouble with her teeth.
Mrs. W. W. Shoop told me today that my love affair must be serious and that she was afraid they would lose me. There is no immediate danger of my marrying. Do you think so?

Saturday, January 30, 1926
Dear Diary,
This is Sunday night. I went out to Wilma's last night and failed to take you with me. Reva June, Nola Mae, and I went out with Mrs. Page and Wilma in the big wagon. We talked till midnight, then tried sleeping four in a bed but it didn't work very well so Wilma slept with her Mother We had leaps of fun. Reva June and I danced to our heart's content, with Wilma at the piano.
Of course I got my letter and answered it.

Sunday, January 31, 1926
Dear Diary,
We are just home from church. Reva June and Nola Mae are here. We are going to take Reva to the train. We walked home from Page's or most of the way, and was it muddy? Oh no!
We didn't get up till about ten thirty and had dinner about two o'clock. It was a good one, too. They had vesper services at church. I didn't go to the choir, but sat with Reva June.
I got my dear letter but haven't had a chance to answer it. I hate it so, for I haven't missed a day for so long and I don't know what he will think. I shall try to make it up one of these days.

Granny Writes...........April, 1925

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This post covers April 1, 1925 through April 17, 1925. All of the entries I have made up to this point were written on a small notepad. Maybe Granny continued on another small notepad...possibly notebook paper...not sure, but the remainder of 1925 hasn't been found yet. I hope it can be found, because a lot happened between April 17th and December 31st!!

Not much going on the first part of April...play practice...fretting a bit over Wayne and Evert, and the picture below (dated May, 1925) shows Granny after she had Coon Quigley put a "Marcel" in her hair. Have any of you ever heard of a Marcel?

April 1, 1925 - Wednesday
April Fool! I haven't been fooled yet. It is almost time to go to practice. I am really tired.
Miss Grinstead and I went downtown after some material for my Spanish dancing costume but we didn't have much luck.
I also tried on Miss G's banquet dress and I am going to wear it in the first act of the play.
I must study now.

April 2, 1925 - Thursday
We got through practice at nine o'clock tonight. I studied some and have been playing on the piano.
Wayne and Evert both went to Green Castle tonight to see "The Covered Wagon" ... and their girls, too, I guess. I should worry though.
Reva is applying for Beulah School. I intended to apply myself but I guess I won't now. E.C. brought me home last night.

April 3, 1925 - Friday
This is Saturday night. When I came in last night it was too late to write to you. We practiced for the play. Then Miss Grinstead and Ella and I took Wilma home. Miss G stopped and we sat out in the porch swing until 10:30.
The boys had a track meet with Green Castle and won.

April 4, 1925 - Saturday
We worked rather hard today. I have studied rather hard. It is almost time to go to church but I don't want to go. Miss G wants me to come up and stay all night with her. I think I shall go.
I wrote a letter to Miss Boundy this evening.
Daddy just got home a while ago. He made $75 this week. He has been to Bethel.

April 5, 1925 - Sunday
As usual, I am three days late in writing to you.
I stayed all night with Grinstead Saturday night. We didn't get up until nine o'clock. Then we had to hurry to S.S. I came home right after S.S. and got dinner for the folks, who went to church.
Fooled around all afternoon. Went to League and church.
Evert brought me home.

April 6, 1925 - Monday
Mother went to Milan to have the measurements taken for her teeth.
We practiced for the play and boy! We caught it "hot and heavy". I don't blame her, though, for landing on us. We hardly knew any of it.
Evert brought me home. We took Gladys Riley up home first. The night train came through before we left the school house.

April 7, 1925 - Tuesday
Mailed two applications today and Miss G sent two recommendations (Beulah and Interurban).
It has been raining all evening and thundering, too. We practiced until 9:30. I have been studying since. It is 20 till eleven right now. Mother says I must go to bed. Wilma and Dean brought me home. Measured for our caps and gowns yesterday.

April 17, 1925 - Friday
My dear diary: I know you think I have forsaken you, but no! I have been so very busy.
We gave "Fifty-Fifty" the 15th and 16th and everyone said it was a "keen" play. I really do think it was a success. We only made about $80 the first night and about $60 last night. That will not clear expenses and leave one hundred dollars.

I had Coon Quigley to Marcel my hair and do it up high. I borrowed Clara Chapman's comb. In the first act I wore Miss G's banquet dress. It is a beauty. Also my banquet dress. In the second act, I wore a yellow dancing costume that we had made. In the last act I wore my new red sweater.
I have been dating rather heavy. Evert has brought me home from practice nearly every night the last two weeks.
Imogene wanted me to go home with her this afternoon, but "nothin' doin'".
Reva has been sick all day yesterday and all day today. I have been down to see her this afternoon.
Wayne D. had his girl from G.C. here last night. She surely is keen looking. Oh boy! Lucile Stockton was there with ????? Tom Watt.
County track meet is on now.

since you asked...

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So, I have had several people ask why the twins both wear baseball jersey #5...so I'll answer.

First off, I just want to let my sweet and talented friend, Stephanie, from Arkansas, know how AWESOME the boys looked this season all decked out in their replica baseball uniforms. And I'll give you fair warning...they will need larger uniforms next year and the team is getting new solid white uniforms (they are retiring the pinstripes...like the ones you made). GET READY!!

Okay, there are two reasons the boys wear #5.

There wasn't a player wearing #5 this season.
The reason there wasn't a #5 this season is because the #5 jerseys were given to a young man named Shelby Charles Miller. You ask why?

Well, because he is the biggest thing to ever come out of the Brownwood baseball program. As a Junior in high school, he pitched THREE perfect games, which is unheard of. The pros started "scouting" him that same year. Look at this picture:

This was the first home game of Shelby's senior year. At first glance, it just looks like a lot of guys watching the game. Standing behind home plate. Which is strange, because we have nice bleachers they could have used. Okay, look a little closer. Do you see some of them pointing a gun looking thing at Shelby? Well, that is because every single one of them is a professional scout. Pretty unbelievable for a high school kid to draw that kind of attention. My son was an Assistant Coach then...and there were scouts at almost all of the games. It could have been very distracting having scouts around all season long...but Shelby pretty much set the tone for the team. He was "cool as a cucumber" and didn't let it bother him. He had a job to do...go out and win games...and then worry about his future.

At the end of the season, he posted a 10-2 record on the mound with a 2.00 ERA and 153 strikeouts, 39 walks, 38 hits and 22 runs allowed in 77 innings. At the plate, he batted .430 with five home runs and 37 RBI's. He played his final game as a high school student on June 4, 2009. Five days later, he was drafted by the St. Louis Cardinals in the first round of the MLB draft. He was chosen #19 overall, out of 1,521 draftees. Not bad for an 18 year old kid from Brownwood, Texas!!

We hosted Shelby's draft party at our house. It was so much fun.

Shelby and his Dad...the night before

Shelby in the Interview Room

Shelby and his Mom, after the draft

The "wait"

More of the "wait"

A couple of months later, Shelby inked a contract with the St. Louis Cardinals, earning a signing bonus of $2.875 million. He signed for more than double his slot amount and was given the largest signing bonus for a player from the June draft in the Cardinal's club history.

Shelby is currently playing for the St. Louis Class-A affiliate, the Quad Cities River Bandits in Davenport, Iowa. He is doing really well and is slated to be in the starting line-up of Cardinal pitchers in the next couple of years.

And aside from all of Shelby's baseball talent (which is LOTS), we think he's pretty special for other reasons. He was always so kind and sweet to Aden and Eric.

Good luck, Shelby!

We love you!

Granny writes.........March, 1925

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I really enjoyed reading these March, 1925 diary entries. Between spelling bee "mishaps" and major boyfriend problems (not lack of...just the opposite!), young Marie was quite busy.

March 1, 1925 - Sunday
(somewhere along the way, Granny realized she had been mis-spelling poor "Evart's" name).

Wilma, Leman, and "Evert" just left. We have been playing rook and I had a keen time too.
This afternoon I went up to Miss Grinstead's. After a while, Wilma came up, then Reva and Imogene. I just love "my gang". We cut up and had a good time. Got home about 5:30. W.D. went to Greencastle, I think.

March 2, 1925 - Monday
This is "blue" Monday again, only I'm not so blue. Raymond Payne came home today. He is down at Reva Jane's now.
We had our first spelling contest today. Not very many took part and about nine didn't miss words. The champion goes to Milan.
Mother is quilting, Pauline just got home from Operetta practice.

March 3, 1925 - Tuesday
I have been studying my Physics lesson. I have had the "blues" more or less today. I keep thinking about a certain person and can't get him off my mind. I don't know why I think about him all the time. Wish I didn't.
Mother is quilting yet and Pauline has not come home from Operetta practice. I got my Am. Problems paper back - made E-. The same on my grade card.
10:00 - Reva and Raymond came up.

March 4, 1925 - Wednesday
It is really Friday night at 10:15. I just got home from Payne's.
Wednesday night I went to Prayer Meeting and after that Miss Grinstead came down. We talked until 10;30. She told me she was glad Wayne and I had "split up". So am I, I suppose, but am not sure at times.

March 5, 1925 - Friday
Went to school and studied hard. I talked to Evert at noon and cancelled the date. I can't say that I'm sorry. "Our neighbors" practiced this evening and I must say a great deal of work needs to be done.
The Freshmen wanted to have a picnic tonight so Mr. Henry told them they might have it if they would invite some others, which they did. There were about 42 there. Wayne, Les M., Fred D, and "Doc" Bowls, the most important.
We had just started home when whom should we meet but Reva and Raymond. They brought Miss G, Pauline, and me to town, then they took me down to Payne's with them where we played rook. That is all. The train just left.

March 7, 1925 - Saturday
I am rather tired and lonesome too tonight. We worked hard today and I washed my hair right after dinner. Lois came up for a while. Also Anna King. She borrowed my knickers. Wonder when I'll see them again. Dorothy was here and stayed to supper. We went downtown and fooled around at Kent's. We also got our new fixture. Oh boy!
Daddy didn't come home tonight.

March 8, 1925 - Sunday
It is almost ten o'clock. I went to Church tonight but no date.
Miss Grinstead was here all afternoon, also Dorothy, her cousins from Reger and Imogene.
Pauline made candy and popped corn. I lead League tonight-punk lesson, too.
Wayne was at church with his G.C. girl tonight. I thought she looked rather sloppy.
I have my hair all curled and frizzed. Oh boy!

March 9, 1925 - Monday
I went to Mission Study Class tonight. Quite a few were there. Reva had a date with Clarence Pierce. I went with them. Wonder what Raymond will say. Oh man.
We had the second spelling contest today and I haven't missed a word yet. Wait until tomorrow.
"Our Neighbors" practiced 8th period.

March 10, 1925 - Tuesday
This is Saturday afternoon so I will try to write all that has happened since Monday.
Tuesday at noon Evert asked me why I had quit him. He said he thought I had another reason than the one I gave him. I told him I didn't and he gave me a lot of "sob" stuff.
That night, "Our Neighbors" practiced and Evert took me home. Aren't you surprised?

March 11, 1925 - Wednesday
The wonderful play was given. We got so tickled we could hardly talk. However, I believe the people liked them pretty well. Evert, Lehman, Emmons, Ruth Kent and I went car riding after the play. Wasn't I in good company though! We had a good time. Wednesday morning Reva, Dorothy, Imogene, Wilma, Pauline and I went walking at 5:30.

March 12, 1925 - Thursday
Nothing very exciting happened Thursday. Reva came up after supper and we gossiped for quite awhile. Then Marjory Long came up. They stayed until 10:00.
The last few days Wayne has been sorta hanging around and trying to talk to me. He will have to try for quite awhile though.
Oh Diary! Guess what I did yesterday? I won the spelling contest and am going to go to Milan next Saturday. Miss Grinstead is going too, and I am going to have my picture made. I am anxious to go. Last night I went up to Nola Mae's and we had a heart-to-heart talk. She told me all kinds of T.L's. She said "Why, I even like you as well as I do Grace, and I didn't think I could ever like anyone that well". Isn't that great. She is the sweetest thing ever. I didn't come home until almost eleven.

March 14, 1925 - Saturday
I have worked pretty hard today. I went to town this afternoon and tried on a hat. I think I shall get it too. I have bushels of studying to do and I am not the least interested in writing to you, so good bye..

Sunday night - 10:30
Last night after writing to you, Wayne called and asked for a date. I let him have it. I dont' know why because I was sorry afterwards. He stayed till rather late.
This morning I went to S.S. and it was as cold as ice there. No fire.
Miss Grinstead and Blair and I went over to Dot's to dinner and back again to supper. Surely had "keen" eats.
Daddy got home this p.m. about 2:30.
Evert just left. I don't know what I shall do. I hope I don't have another affair.

March 16, 1925 - Monday
This is Wednesday evening.
Monday night we had our first rehearsal for the Senior Play. "Keen" I'd say. Wayne stopped for me since the Juniors were practicing too. He also brought me home. We sat out in the porch swing a long time and I caught the awfullest cold. I'm afraid I won't survive.
I talked to Evert early Tuesday morning and I promised him I would "try" not to date Wayne anymore. I haven't told him that yet. That night the Seniors had a St. Patrick's party. We played all sorts of party games and had ice cream and punch for refreshments.
This morning Pauline and I got up at 5:30 and did part of the big ironing.
Imogene and Miss G pronounced words to me for a long time - Milan.
Then I went to town with Nola Mae and she treated me to a coca cola and cookies.
I just got home from Senior Play practice. I have to study my lessons too. Dean and Wilma brought me home. He just went past and whistled. Miss Grinstead says that if I will win the contest, we'll celebrate--But no danger. I'd give a "pretty" if I could.

March 19, 1925 - Thursday
I just got home from the school house. Miss G pronounced all the words in the speller to me again and I just missed a few. This afternoon she pronounced the 1,000 word list. I missed two of them.
We practiced the first act of "Fifty-Fifty" tonight. It's surely going to be lots of work. I danced with Bowls before Miss G came and she was up in the air.

March 20, 1925 - Friday
Tomorrow is the big day -- "Spell, spell, spell". If only I could win, but I don't feel as if I could or would.
I have done nothing but spell all day.
Reva was here awhile ago. She is going home on the night train. We read some old letters. They certainly do sound silly. Paul is at the show. I must take a bath and get ready for bed so that I will feel good tomorrow.

March 21, 1925 - Saturday
Its over - and I missed the easiest word in the list. She pronounced "hoarse". I misunderstood and spelled "horse". Boy, but I was mad. The Milan Chamber of Commerce served dinner and we came home right afterwards and went to G.C. Miss Grinstead and I went to the drug store and treated ourselves. Tonight we went down to Meal's.

March 22, 1925 - Sunday
March 23, 1925 - Monday
March 24, 1925 - Tuesday
It is now Tuesday night, almost ten o'clock.
Sunday afternoon I went up to Miss G's and we went walking. She came home with me and we ate a bunch, then went to League and Church.
Evert brought me home. Wayne was also at the bottom of the steps.
I wore my new hat again.
Monday morning, we washed.
Wayne wrote me a note that evening and said he guessed we couldn't go together any more.
I had a date with Evert that night for after practice but when we got through the first time I told him it would be too late. He went back to town. When I started to leave, who should come strutting down the street but Wayne. We had quite a "conflab". He said that if I liked Evert better than I liked him, he would leave me alone. I told him he had better leave me alone then and came in the house. He called me back and you can guess the rest.
We just practiced the first act of the play over once tonight (right here Wayne came). It is now 20 till eleven. We have been planning???
I bet Daddy will rear'and tear.

March 27, 1925 - Friday
Dear Diary: Our scheme is working. Wayne told me if Evert asked me for a date, to go with him. And then quit him, so it wouldn't look so bad for him to go with me.
I didn't think Evert would ask me for another date but he surely did Wednesday night. He came up to play practice for me.
Last night we practiced early, then the cast - also Evert, went to the show, Mary Pickford in "Tess of the Storm Country".
Tonight is the Junior Play - "Dr. Jim". I am going with Reva. Evert wanted me to go with him, but we already had our tickets bought. The Freshmen reorganized today.
We are planning to take Reva Jane to the train.
I answered Clells', Van's and Dean's invitation to the banquet for them this evening.

March 28, 1925 - Saturday
I just got home from church. Pauline went home with Lois.
Wilma and Lucile Payne were up here this afternoon. We are planning a picnic tomorrow. I am not very excited about it though. I'm not "crazy" about the crowd.
I have been studying some today and should study some more.

March 29, 1925 - Sunday
Dear Diary: I have had the keenest time today. I went out to Wilma's right after Sunday School and we had a swell dinner. After dinner we came to town and rode around a whole lot. Evert, Wilma, Tubby Watson and I went out after Fred.
Wilma and I went walking and then Dane and Russel Page took me car riding. I went to League and Church. Evert brought me home.

March 30, 1925 - Monday
I just got home from play practice. It is almost ten-thirty. We practiced the second act twice and the first act once. Pauline and I ironed after school and I am dead tired.
Tomorrow night! Oh boy!
You remember the scheme of Wayne's and mine? I believe it would be rather funny to turn tables, don't you?

March 31, 1925 - Tuesday
This is really Wednesday evening. It was too late last night when I got home to write to you. The banquet is over and it was certainly a success. The decorations were beautiful, old rose and silver gray, and the supper was good, too. I sat between Miss Grinstead and Ella Martin.
We received rose buds for favors. Mine is just opening out and it certainly is beautiful. Wayne didn't go to the banquet. He had to go poking off to Kirksville. I am so provoked at him, I don't care whether I ever have anything to do with him or not. The banquet was over about 10:30. Then I went home with Reva and stayed all night. We talked until after 1:30. I'm not very sleepy now though.
The dresses were lovely.

Show us your life - china patterns, hosted by kellyskornerblog.com

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Today I'm participating for the first time in Kelly's Show Us Your Life Fridays! This week's topic is one of my favorites -- China (or in my case, "dish") patterns.

I have three sets of dishes. First off is my Franciscan English Ivy (above) that was started for me by my great Aunt Winnie. What she didn't buy, my Mother did. Even though this isn't china, it is what I used for years when "company came". I love this pattern. Special memory related to this set of dishes: The first time I used them was Thanksgiving of 1990 and my daughter dropped and shattered one of the dinner plates.
Not a problem, called replacements.com!

About 20 years ago, I decided I wanted some dishes that matched EVERYTHING and could be used for casual and also could be dressed up! So I had a garage sale and went straight to the store that carried these dishes. The pattern is Wedgwood Queen's Plain. We use this when its just the two (or few) of us. I still love the simpleness of this set of dishes. Special memory related to this set of dishes: Wow, that was a GREAT garage sale because Wedgwood isn't cheap!!!

And last but not least, when my (new) husband and I bought a (new) house, I decided that we needed our "own" set of (new) dishes. I looked for weeks and months and finally decided on the Demdaco Chocolate Berries collection. It was actually already discontinued (for at least a while, I was told), but I was able to get 99% of the entire set. I started with a 12 pc place setting, but wanted to be able to serve up to 16 (large blended family), so that is what my kids and parents bought me this past Christmas...MORE dishes. I love this pattern, I love the colors, its my favorite. I have glass front kitchen cabinets, and it looks so beautiful behind them. Special memory related to this set of dishes: We hosted the Landrum family Christmas our first Christmas in our new house. I told my husband we weren't going to use the new dishes yet. So he proceeds to give one of the coffee mugs to his brother, Mark, who immediately whacks it on the side of the granite counter top, and the handle was broken off. Not a problem, I glued it back together and put it in the back of the cabinet.

This is a charger, dinner plate, and salad plate.

I was in our local Card and Party Factory last week and I found these wonderful matching napkins. I bought every package they had and asked them to call me when more come in.

I display some of the serving pieces in different areas of my home.

Well, that completes my post. I hope I'm able to link this post over to Kelly's blog!

memories

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When I was almost 4 years old, my Aunt Lynda (my mother's sister) and I travelled from Amarillo to Little Rock on June 2, 1962. My baby brother, David, had been born on March 31st. Rumor has it that I became AWFUL once David came home from the hospital...I can't imagine. Supposedly I whined all day long in a means to draw attention to myself. After my mother could no longer stand me, she sent me away!

We rode the train to Little Rock and flew back to Amarillo. Lynda recently told me that she was extremely nauseated on the train. She was "ok" as long as she didn't look out the window. However, everything I saw (horses, cows, houses, rocks, you name it), I yelled "lookie, lookie" and she would forget and look out the window, thus another run to the bathroom. Thank you, Lynda, for not dropping me off at the first stop!

Oh my goodness, how things changed once I stepped on Arkansas dirt. All of the sudden, I was the ADORED child, as you can tell by looking at these pictures. Not only did I have TWO sets of grandparents at my disposal, I had Aunt Ann (the diary giver) and Uncle James (my mother's brother) to dote on me. Score! Oh, and the REALLY sweet part? I was the first grandchild on both sides of the family. Double score!!

Adored - synonyms: be crazy about, be nuts about, be smitten with, cherish, dote on, flip over, treasure.

Yes, I was all of these and more!

As I was scanning these pictures, I noticed familiar writing on the back of each picture. It was Granny's way of keeping up with how many copies she needed to have made and, of course, who to send them to. Most of them have the following notes:

6/2/62 (Granny's pictures were ALWAYS dated)
H & E
P & C
O & P
V & T
JK & JA
MJ & D
Cairo

So, she ordered 7 copies and sent them to all of her siblings (Helen, Paul, Polly), to my other grandparents (Vance & Tennie), to my Uncle James and Aunt Jo Ann, to Mary Jo and Don (my parents), and to Cairo (Aunt Winnie and Grandma Essie...my Dad's grandmother and his aunt).

with Granny Croft

with Grandpa Croft

with Aunt Ann

with Granny Croft, again

with Ann and Granny

with Aunt Lynda and Uncle James Kelly

with Ann, Lynda, Granny and James Kelly

Possibly my favorite picture ever...snuggled between Granny and Grandpa

Me, after (obviously) soaking up some much-needed attention!

February, 1925

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February 1, 1925 - Sunday
Daddy got home about 7:30 last night. I went to Sunday School this a.m. Bro. Brott preached afterwards.
After dinner, I went up to Nola Mae's. We had a heart to heart talk upstairs in her room. Had a good time. Stayed to supper with her, then we went to League. The Missionary Society gave a program tonight.

February 2, 1925 - Monday
Mother's birthday. I gave her a pair of hose. This was my first day of country school. My head is nearly splitting. Daddy took me out and I walked most of the way back.
I surely hope I won't be sick tomorrow.
I took my lesson plan up to Grinstead and she said it was good. I feel better now, but am going to bed altho' it is only seven o'clock.

February 3, 1925 - Tuesday
I am feeling fine today. Daddy took me out to Beulah today and I taught nine classes. I had a good time and walked home. Made pretty good time. While I was eating supper, Wayne Martin called to see if I would go to the show with him. I told him "yes". Not that I care anything for him though. I wonder if "someone" will "open his eyes".

February 4, 1925 - Wednesday
Three days of my teaching gone. I am rather tired. I got a ride from Dykstra's on to "Beulah". On the way home I met W.D., but we had only talked a few minutes when Rev. Young came along, so I rode home with him.
Miss Grinstead wants us to go to Prayer Meeting with her, but mother is not at home yet. She is at Boehringers. I told Evelyn some of my troubles.

February 5, 1925 - Thursday
It is almost 9:30 and I am sleepy. Mother has not come home yet from Boehringers.
I met W. D, on the way to school and he was madder'n thunder, so to speak.
School went o.k. Mrs. Van Fossen brought me home.
I went up to Nola Mae's to talk about lesson plans. Her "date" came before I left.
Oh, Ira!

February 6, 1925 - Friday
This was the day the world was to have come to an end, but I am still alive.
I just wrote a letter to Gladys. I have owed it for a long time.
I had to walk all the way to school and back today for the first time. I met W.D. on the way home but we did not get along very well. I should worry.
Paul just came in from the show. Mother is down at Boehringer's again.
I am tired and sleepy.

February 14, 1925 - Saturday
Dear Diary: It has been over a week since I last wrote to you, but I shall try to tell you a little of what I have done since then.
Last Saturday morning, I went to the dentist and had two crowns put on my teeth. Boy! It surely did hurt. Saturday night, the entire family, including Viola, went to Meals's to listen over the radio. While there, I discovered that one of my crowns was loose. We got home about 10:30.
Last Sunday, I went to S.S. and had to teach Helen's class. It rained and stormed all afternoon and evening. Miss Grinstead came down about 4 o'clock and stayed to supper. Then we went down to the Christian Church and I sang with the chorus. Oh yes! I had a long talk with Reva Saturday afternoon and we went up to the school house. W. D. was at church Sunday night but! Nothin' doin!
Monday morning Daddy took me out to Beulah. It certainly was a bad day. Adrian visited and observed all day. I went home with Evelyn and stayed all night. Good time? I should say so. Played rook and went outdoors too? What about frolic in barn?
Tuesday, Wayne and Fred visited school nearly all day. Picnic? You bet! I went home again with Evelyn. What about a pin? Trouble! O.K. by morning though.
School work was fine on Wednesday and I started to walk home but Ray Gill came along and brought me right to our door. Wasn't I glad? I went to the dentist and had my crown reset. Miss Grinstead wanted me to go to Prayer Meeting with her so I did. She stopped after prayer meeting and stayed until 10:30.
Thursday morning I walked to school, but Daddy came after me and Evelyn came home with us. Mother worked hard to finish Pauline's dress for the program. It surely is good looking. The program was fine and afterwards, Evelyn, Miss Grinstead, Pauline and I went down to Lois's and listened to the radio. Pauline stayed all night. Evelyn and I got home about 11:00.
Friday morning we walked out to school. Mary Barnett went along to observe. We had a pretty good time. I taught all afternoon and then we had our Valentine box. I got several valentines but not so many as Evelyn did. It was my last day of school teaching for a while, at least. I rather hated to leave but had to anyway. Mary and I cut through the fields coming home. It certainly was muddy. After supper I went up to Mrs. Youngs. She wants me to be in the "Family Album". Then the bunch went down to the church where Miss Grinstead and Mrs. Bailey entertained us. They served Brick Ice Cream and Angel Food Cake. Oh boy! Miss Grinstead wanted me to stay with her until she got ready to go home. We stood and talked on the corner for nearly an hour. I got home at 12:10. I just love her though.
This morning we cleaned up the house and Mother baked some pies and bread. I worked on my notebook for a while, then Evelyn called and wanted me to come downtown to see her new coat and hat. They are good looking, alright! I saw Wayne but didn't speak to him. He went to the party at the Presbyterian Church last night but I don't know who he went with. The folks have gone down to Meals's again and Pauline and I are going in just a few moments. Wish I had a date though. My arm is tired from writing so much.

February 15, 1925 - Sunday
Miss Grinstead just left. It is 10:30. I finished my notebook this evening. Nearly all the old gang is back and we have been having a keen time. Can hardly wait until tomorrow. We all went down to Lois's this evening. I stayed all night down there last night. Wayne M. called before church and asked for a date, but nothin' doin'.

February 16, 1925 - Monday
I have been lonesome and blue this evening. I have studied quite awhile. I suppose school went o.k. today but I wasn't very enthused about it. I went to town with Imogene and Wilma after school. I dread school tomorrow, too. I copied my part in the dramatics play this evening. I am ready to go to bed whenever the folks are.

February 17, 1925 - Tuesday
This has been about as bum a day as any. I brought a dress up from Holloway's today and tried it on. Don't know whether I'll get it or not. It is right pretty.
We practiced "The Family Album" tonight. It is certainly funny.
I had a chance for a date with -???? ... Tom Watt.

February 18, 1925 - Wednesday
Miss Grinstead just left. She stopped in after Prayer Meeting. I have not been feeling very well today. I shall be glad when this week is over. I have not talked to Wayne and don't intend do. Don't suppose he does either. Mother is writing to Aunt Grace. Oh yes! We received an announcement of the birth of a new cousin in K.C. - Donald Paul, born on Feb. 13th.

February 19, 1925 - Thursday
Reva just went home. We have gossiped all evening. Pauline and Vera went to the Freshman party. I have not been studying much. It seems as if I can't settle down.
I tried on my dress this evening and had it turned up for the hem. I like it real well.
Walked home from town with Wayne M. We are planning to go walking in the morning and its 10:30 now.

February 20, 1925 - Friday
"The Family Album" was a success or seemed to be. I believe the people liked it. Guess who brought me home. It was Evart Chapman. He asked me for a date the first thing this morning.
I took a test in Physics this morning. Oh boy! Wayne is just a little more interested today. He has been calling me Evart. We didn't go walking this a.m. - Reva's birthday.

February 21, 1925 - Saturday
It is nine o'clock and I am sleepy already. We cleaned up the house this morning and right after dinner, Mrs. Holloway and Mae Nowls came in to try on my banquet dress. Then Imogene came down. We started to study but decided we couldn't so we went to town and were examined. Some examination, too. Mother is down at Herrington's. Daddy just went after her.

February 22, 1925 - Sunday
Evart just left. I am not very "dingy" about him but like him a little better than I did. I taught Helen's class as S.S. this morning.
After dinner Miss Grinstead, Reva, Ramah, Pauline and I went over to Dorothy's and had a "keen" time.
It has been raining and misting all day. I certainly dread tomorrow.

February 23, 1925 - Monday
This has certainly been "blue Monday". I haven't had the least bit of pep. Rev. Young visited our American Problems class and Ed. III class. Surely made a good showing.
Reva, Wilma, Miss Grinstead and I went to town after school. Miss G. treated Reva and me to a Coca Cola.
I studied awhile and am as sleepy as a "horse".

February 24, 1925 - Tuesday
Just got home from the show. I went with Evart. Liked him better tonight than before. The show was the serial and "The Sunset Trail" starring William Desmond.
I have a "dickens" of a Physics lesson for tomorrow and don't know much about it either.
We talked some about the Senior play today. I am anxious to begin on it. "The Spanish Dancer"

February 25, 1925 - Wednesday
Miss Grinstead just left. Imogene, Doris, Miss Grinstead and I all went to Prayer Meeting. We have been discussing the Freshman troubles. Mr. Henry disorganized their class yesterday evening and they are having a "hot time down in Dixie". Nothing very exciting happened today. It is lots colder this evening than it has been the past few days. Reva got three letters this a.m.

February 26, 1925 - Thursday
I have been studying all evening and am rather sleepy.
Nothing very exciting happened today. Miss Grinstead tested eyes today. Mine, I suppose, are normal.
We have to take an American Problems test tomorrow and I don't know nothin' again.
Am sleepy - so Good night!
Got my slippers and sweater and like the sweater fine.

February 27, 1925 - Friday, or rather Saturday
It was too late to write last night when I got home and I forgot it anyway.
Reva, Miss Grinstead, Pauline and I went down to Lois's, then we took Reva to the train. We had a keen time all right.
Reva brought her picture up before we started. Nola Mae told me to save my sweater for the play, so I guess I shall.
I just got home from the show. I went with Evart. It was pretty good. "The Slanderers".
Evelyn and Elvie M. were there and sat right by us. Wayne was there, too. I have a date for tomorrow night and Wilma has one with "Speck" Emmons. Worked like blazes today. "Je suis malade"

Happy Anniversary to Lyndsey and James!

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Four years ago today, my daughter got married. She met her husband-to-be soon after she left home to attend college. However, she didn't know at the time that he was going to be "the one". He was on the football team. He asked her out during her Freshman year and her answer was "no, thanks"! Her reason: football players are JUST TOO WILD! During the next 3.5 years, they were friends. Lyndsey tutored one of his best friends and they had alot of mutual friends. Then the last semester before graduating, they ended up in a class together and the rest is history.

My son and his wife got married in June of 2005, then Lyndsey and I took a trip to NYC (that will be another post!). I had pretty good reasons to think James was about to propose...so I made sure he knew what night we were going to be at Yankee Stadium. Needless to say, I watched their billboard all night long and it never did have a proposal on it!! But it all turned out good...once we were back in Texas, James did propose and they have been happy for 4 years.

Here is a "sneak" peek of one precious little boy...but he will be a different post altogether!

the remainder of January...

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January 20, 1925 - Tuesday
This day has been a little better than yesterday. The Gophers got their white sweaters and they are surely good looking. Wayne was here tonight after the banquet they had at the restaurant. I was rather surprised but we are not getting along as well as we used to. I went down to Reva's right after supper and Wayne came down there.

January 21, 1925 - Wednesday
I just finished a letter to Okie and my arm is rather tired.
Pauline, Vera, Reva and I had planned to go down to see Lois tonight but Reva called and said she couldn't go. I am rather glad now that she didn't.
I had a good time at noon today talking to Fred and Evart. We played rook for awhile.
We have to take a test in Physics tomorrow. Oh boy!

January 22, 1925 - Thursday
Sophomore program! I kept looking for "my friend" to come for me to go to the program, but Reva, Vera and Wilma beat him to it. We all went to the program, then took Wilma home. I was getting ready to "get ready" to go to bed and "he" came. Didn't go home any too early either. Mr. Bowls told me I made 96.5 on my Physics exam, by gravy!

January 23, 1925 - Friday
We got our test papers in Physics class. Clarence and Julian each made 100.
Imogene and I washed our blackboard border off the board the seventh period.
After supper, Miss Grinstead, Dorothy, Imogene, Pauline and I went down to Ramah Kent's to work crossword puzzle for League and then we played rook. Ran to meet the night train.

January 24, 1925 - Saturday
This was the morning for the eclipse, but we didn't see it. We worked like blazes all morning. After dinner, I went to the Dentist. He filled two teeth and fixed two others, ready to crown.
We received a card from Daddy, saying that he was east of Memphis and probably would not be home this weekend.
Lois wanted me to come down to stay all night, but Mother didn't want me to go.
I am half-way expecting Wayne C. to call...and if he doesn't, I'll be peeved. (The phone just rang and I thought for sure it was he). I don't think, though, that he wants to come very badly. I'll tell you tomorrow whether he calls or not and perhaps the result.

January 25, 1925 - Sunday
We just got home from church, and the Shutties are here, just ready to leave.
Wayne did not call last night, neither did I see him today. Believe me, I'm DONE, but I suppose he is, too.
Miss Grinstead, Dorothy, Ramah Kent, Wilma, Pauline and I went walking this afternoon and took pictures. We had a good time though. Leo bought us some candy.
I also learned something that knocked me off the Christmas tree "so to speak". Nola Mae Grinstead was with Ira Porter last night and is with him again tonight. Wouldn't that kill you?

January 26, 1925 - Monday
I have studied part of my lessons and I am about ready to go to bed. I also painted a poster this evening.
Mother went down to Clara's this evening and cut out my new flannel dress. She is working on it now.
We decided today that we would go out next week to do our practice teaching. Oh boy! I dread it. I gave Mr. Downing the "hi brow" this evening. Also called Evelyn.

January 27, 1925 - Tuesday
Nothing of much interest happened today. We got a letter from Aunt Nora saying that Grandma was not much better. Also a letter from Daddy. I called Aunt Nora this evening to see how Grandma was. She is some better this evening. Mother is thinking some of going down there.
I called Mr. Bowls "an old silly thing" in class this morning and he heard me. Oh boy! The kids are carrying me high. Reva was sick today.

January 28, 1925 - Wednesday
Mother finished my flannel dress this evening. Pauline and I went to Prayer Meeting with Miss Grinstead. On the way home she told us who she wanted to use in the Senior Play. Girls, I mean. Reva, Wilma, Hazel, Ella, and I. I wonder if she will?
Evelyn is sick. Has the flu. Wayne will probably teach for her tomorrow. What if she'd be sick next Monday?

January 29, 1925 - Thursday
Nothing very important happened today. I have read my Physics lesson and my Ed II lesson for tomorrow.
I just wrote an order to Sears Roe Buck and Co.
Pauline is busy making valentines. Reva made some flash cards for Arithmetic tonight.
I want to take a bath before I go to bed.

January 30, 1925 - Friday
This is my last day in Green City High School for two weeks. Wayne has not been at school the last two days. Reva, Jane, Wilma and Imogene all went home this evening.
Miss Blair, Ramah, Pauline and I went up to Lois's to listen to the radio. Miss Grinstead came up after the show and her date with Ira.
She told me that I would probably be Sophie Bland, the dancer, in the Senior play. Oh boy!

January 31, 1925 - Saturday
I am so lonesome and blue I don't know what to do! Wish I could go to the show. We are looking for Daddy to come, every minute.
I went to the Dentist this morning and he has my teeth ready to crown. I went to town this evening and met Wilma. I got to talk to her awhile. Reva sent my teaching directions back. I am going to read "The Covered Wagon" I suppose.

NOTE: Miss Grinstead and Nola Mae are one and the same. Miss Grinstead is a young teacher who is a friend of my Granny.

the greatest sport of all...

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My son is a baseball coach. Before that, he was a baseball player. He is the head high school baseball coach in our hometown. The town he was born in over 30 years ago. The town he chose to come back to after college. To raise a family. To raise the twin sons he and his wife have been blessed with.

My son is a good baseball coach. Everyone knows he is. At least the ones who matter. He learned from the best...his little league coaches, his summer league coaches, his high school coaches...his college coaches. Some of his best friends today are his little league coaches, his summer league coaches, his high school coaches, and his college coaches. They share an incredible bond that was formed around the game of baseball.

My son's baseball team clenched the district championship this year before district play was even over. Not bad for a first year head coach. They received a "bye" in the first round of the playoffs. They won in an unbelievable, unforgettable second round. They lost in the third round. Not once, but twice.

I have seen my son cry three times as an adult.

The night I told him his Dad and I were getting a divorce.

The day he received a phone call telling him his beloved friend...college roommate...the one he played baseball with...the one who was a groomsman in his wedding...the one he later named his firstborn son after...had died in a tragic accident.

Then again, after the last baseball game of the season, he cried. Not BECAUSE his team lost. He cried for the ones who played so hard and wanted to win so badly. For the Seniors who cared. He cried because they cried. Maybe he felt he had let them down...though I don't think he did. He coached to win. At all times. He will do the same thing next year. And the next. And the next. Thats what coaches do.

He and his assistant coaches were at our house, swimming and relaxing, just a few days later. One of the assistant coaches said something...referring to something or another as "when you were tying the twins' shoelaces after the game". Without hesitation, my son said "I wasn't tying their shoes, I was crying".

Sometimes, a picture speaks a thousand words...

I. was. crying.

Those three words made me so proud of him.

After that final game, as he stood on the field surrounded by the people he loves...his wife, his twin sons, his Dad, his players, his assistant coaches, his college baseball coach...I couldn't help but think what a wonderful sport baseball is. The greatest sport, actually. At least to those who matter.

Jeremy, you make me VERY proud and I love you more than you'll ever know.

January 19, 1925 - Monday

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Dear Diary:

I went to school rather early and got along fairly well with my lessons. I talked to Wayne the seventh period. He said he didn't get my letter and I guess he didn't. I heard that Wayne had a "girl" at the show Saturday night. Oh boy, if he did!

I'll be madder'n thunder. Why does he treat me that way? I wonder what he thought of the letter if he got it this evening.

I went over to Dorothea's right after supper and we studied together quite awhile and I ate a lot of candy.

Pauline is staying all night down at Lois's.

Oh yes! Guess who asked me to go sleigh riding tonight. No, it wasn't Julian, it was Ray Price. I'm surely glad the class didn't go, because I had a good excuse.

January 17, 1925 - Saturday

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Still upset with her Dad, she refers to him as "Mr. Morriss"...

Dear Diary:

It is almost nine o'clock and I am about ready to go to bed. I have been crying for the last half hour for reasons which you may well guess. I can't see why on earth Daddy has to be so cranky and I am sorry, too, that I sent that letter. I feel as if I could cry a barrel-full of tears.

I went to town twice this afternoon and got some cuff buttons and a tie for my blouse. The folks are playing rook. I sincerely hope Mr. Morriss is enjoying himself. I certainly am not.

Pauline Robison and her husband are over at Shuttie's to spend the night. I used to think he was "terribly" good looking but I was not so pleased with his looks tonight.

I have studied several of my lessons for Monday, and have also read my Sunday School lesson for tomorrow.

Granny (Marie) starts keeping a diary...

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Marie is 17 yrs old and a Senior in high school. When she refers to "head of the house" and "boss", she is talking about her father!

January 16, 1925 - Friday

Dear Diary:

I am going to try to write to you again, although, for superstitious people, Friday is a bad day to start a new thing.

I have the "blues" the worst ever. I just mailed a letter to a dear friend of mine, calling off friendly relations. Can you guess who I mean? I am sure you can.

Since last Saturday night, I have been a very unhappy person. This friend of mine called and stayed a little longer than the "head of the house" thought was proper. He (the boss) proceeded to send my friend home and he has not been back since. I so often wonder, Diary, what my future will be. I wish you could tell me.

Mother is working on my new gray blouse. I believe I shall like it. She is putting on the red collar and cuff set I received from Aunt May for Christmas.

Reva had intended to go home on the night train, but her father came after her in the car. She expected me to take her to the train if she went that way.

Miss Grinstead went home with Wilma this evening.

I wonder what Wayne C. will say when he reads that letter. I wish I could be there - a mouse in the corner.

marie, the early years...

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Marie Kathryn Morriss was born in Green City, Missouri, on November 21, 1907, to Frederick Blatchford Morriss and Ida Marie (Bower) Morriss. She had two younger sisters, Pauline (Polly), born in 1910, Helen (born in 1916), and a younger brother, Paul (born in 1913). An older brother, Harold Bower Morriss, died in infancy.

This picture isn't dated, but I would guess it was taken at about 6 months of age.

Fred and Ida, Granny's parents (my great grandparents) on their wedding day

February, 1904

Polly, age 1, and Granny, age 4.

This picture was taken the same day as the previous one. I assume it was taken on the way to the photographer's studio. I love the chicken on the porch!

Fred and Ida's house in Green City, Missouri.
Young Granny standing on the right side.

my first blog post...

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Hi, welcome to The Granny Diaries and More. I have written and re-written this post at least two dozen times. I've really struggled with how to start things off and I've wasted enough time "thinking", so here I go:

As the name of my blog would suggest, I will be writing a lot about my Granny. I watched her write in her diaries from the time I was a little girl until I was in my 20's. She showed me where she kept them when I was about 10...and told me I could look at them when I was visiting her. I knew at that point that I wanted them. When Granny died in 1980, my Aunt Ann (Granny's only daughter) got all the diaries...but promised to pass them on to me (Granny's only granddaughter). A couple of years ago, Ann did, in fact, give me one of Granny's diaries and after I read it, I was hooked. I now have several years worth...thanks to Ann!

I have been a blog stalker for several years...always wanting to start one of my own, but worried I wouldn't have enough to talk about. So, along with many wonderful memories, I will also be using the diaries Granny began writing as a teenager and kept until shortly before her death at age 73. Along the way, I'll mix it up a little...current events, recipes, vacations, kids, grandkids, and I bet I can think of plenty more! I love pictures, so you'll see lots of them!

I hope you find what you read on my blog to be enjoyable...for those who do (or think you might), I would love for you to become a follower. Its easy!! Who knows, it might even inspire YOU to create a blog of your own!

Granny, I hope you are watching from above and I hope this makes you proud! I pray you'll nudge me a little along the way if I encounter "blogger's block" ... and I'm pretty sure you'll keep a watch on my spelling and sentence structure! I miss you so much and will love you always.