Sunday, June 20, 1926
Took Ned to Sunday school and stayed with him in the baby room to get him accustomed to going but he is painfully bashful. In the afternoon Gilbert took the three boys to Broad Ripple to swim and I would have taken the babies to the folks but our trees are hanging red with cherries so I had to stay home to guard them but only caught one thief, Frances Miller who tumbled off the fence trying to get them while they have two trees fuller in their own yard. But her own mother told me once that “corn tastes better gotten out of some farmers field” so what can expect?
(My, my, a thief in the neighborhood! Who could believe that such a thing would happen? I guess Grandma knew what she was doing when she decided to stay home to guard her cherry tree!
By the way, this is the 500th entry posted from Grandma's diaries. We are about half way through the three years that I have. I hope you are enjoying this glimpse into the past, of how one woman raised her family in the 1920's.)
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I'm certainly enjoying the entries! Love the story about catching the thief. Such simpler times.
ReplyDeleteHey Carol...any news from the California cousins as to if they ever found Ruth's other diaries amongst their parent's possessions?
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