Sunday, November 1, 1925
Warmer
A lovely day. I was in hopes someone would come to see us but not a soul came. Where are all our friends? Have we got any left? How easy we are forgotten when we stay home a while. I am so happy over my little girl. I want to show her to everyone, but no one comes to see her and I haven’t clothes to get out yet.
(Grandma’s lament, no visitors. I’m sure she was feeling quite isolated after so long at home. No TV, obviously, and no radio for diversion. It must have been quiet, except for when the four boys were running around and the baby was crying.
Marjorie wrote me a note with a comment for today, saying she’d bet that Grandma had not lost her extra weight yet. She probably didn’t have anything she would consider decent enough to wear to go out anywhere, especially on Sunday. People dressed up more “back then”, I suppose, and though we would run out in jeans and an old sweatshirt and think nothing of it, I don’t think they thought that way in the 1920’s.
I know my Mom (Eleanor) always dressed up if she was going to downtown Indianapolis until maybe the late 60's. She told us that the 1st time she wore slacks downtime, she hurried around, hoping she didn't run into anyone she knew.)
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Commenting on Carol's comment on dressing up to go downtown. Way back when, it seemed like if you weren't dressed up the salespeople ignored you or made you stand & wait. No more. The truth is I don't even own a dress now. Dressing up means wearing good slacks and nice tops (especially the kind that have sparkly designs on them. Its more comfortable & I'm into comfort at my age.
ReplyDeleteI bet the lack of sleep was getting to her, too!
ReplyDeleteEleanor, We may not have to dress up but we still get better service if we're wearing lipstick!
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