Saturday, February 24, 2007

Wednesday, February 24, 1926

Wednesday, February 24, 1926

I’m getting a bad case of blues. There are so many things I would like to do – places to go, etc. none of them taking much, but I can’t do a thing to have any fun at all it seems, for lack of a few dimes and a little time. “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy” and Jill, too and that’s my ticket. Gilbert had to work late this eve and a high wind came up with caused all kinds of noises around the house and coupled with rumors of a strange man in a vacant house in the neighborhood made me too nervous to enjoy the evening. More mending today – all my spare time.

(Aunt Majorie wrote, "I wonder if the kids brought home the rumors of a stranger in the neighborhood? I was never afraid when noisy boys were around the house, but only if I was alone with just sleeping babies.")

Grandma doesn't seem all too happy, but the end of a long winter can bring anyone down. As Marjorie previously noted several days ago, Grandma never had great material wealth, just "family" wealth.)

2 comments:

  1. I wonder if she would lock the doors when she was afraid. I remember the doors were never locked when I was growing up, in fact I don't even remember a key to the front door. With 8 people coming in and out constantly it would be quite a chore to keep track of keys if everyone had one, especially the boys. No there wasn't much money left over for fun stuff.

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  2. sister with the homestead1:55 PM, February 24, 2007

    Poor Grandma....she needs a venti white chocolate mocha and a gift card to Target!

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