Tuesday, October 20, 1925

Tuesday, October 20, 1925

Baby didn’t sleep so much today but she didn’t do bad. Mama came over for a little while. It was our wedding anniversary. Ten years – five babies. Doing well enough!

(Grandma wrote the following about her wedding when she wrote a family history:

“Gilbert was twenty-six and I was approaching my twenty-third birthday, and we both felt that we were old enough to take the final step toward matrimony. Except among the very rich who had church weddings, it was the custom to have weddings at home with invited friends and relatives present. All but one of my friends had home weddings, so we were married in front of the flower decked mantle at the end of the long living room of my father’s home at 3916 College Avenue, in the evening of October 20, 1915. Dr. Philputt performed the ceremony and my little nieces, Mildred and Onarga were flower girls, and carried baskets ahead of us as we went down the stairs and across the room to the tune of the wedding march played on my little piano by my good friend from Kempton, Jessie Cunningham. After the refreshments, I changed from the oyster-white crepe dress trimmed with pearls, to my “going way” suit of rich-looking taupe gray, wide wale kind of corduroy that I had hired a dressmaker to make for me. In fact, at my mother’s insistence I had hired both of the outfits to be made, so spent money that I had not intended to, which we could have used later, but we said “after all, one is married only once in a lifetime!” Our friends Anna and Ray Mock helped us slip away from the crowd and took us in their car to our new home at 3466 Salem St. We had bought the necessary furnishings on payments, and had the house ready to occupy, so hopefully and happily we started housekeeping although we found that we were in financial difficulties almost from the first.”)