Tuesday, August 10, 1926
Hot, sultry
Ironed till about 2 then wrote a letter to Nell on the typewriter. Did a little mending but was too sleepy to do much. The boys scrapped over who got to write and I was so afraid they would do some harm. The “w” got to sticking but Gilbert soon fixed it. Gilbert was late and I waited supper on him. It was so hot in the kitchen then. Was so anxious for him to come so we could get out and cool off before bedtime.
(I think my mom might still have this typewriter? I might be the one that we played with when we were little.
And did you notice that in the 1920's they went outside to cool off when it was hot, and now we go inside to cool off in air conditioned homes. When it was really hot, I think everyone slept on the floor downstairs, as the upstairs rooms would be stifling hot, even with windows open. Downstairs they could open the front door and back door and get a breeze to blow through the house. Today the neighborhood where the house is is one of the worst in the city for crime and no one would leave their doors unlocked, let alone wide open, all night long.)
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The typewriter you played on as a child did not belong to your grandmother. It was a typewriter I bought second hand when your Dad was in college & needed to hand in typewritten reports & papers. He would write it out in longhand & I would correct the spelling & punctuation & type it out for him. (No professor would try to read his handwriting) We still have it somewhere but it would need some repair. Where do you get an old, old, typewriter fixed? But now the grandchildren learn typing on their computers, even the 6 year old gets typing lessons
ReplyDeleteMy kids still played with it (Eleanor's, not Grandma's) when they were little. Computers were just becoming common and were not something you let little children play with.
ReplyDeleteKathy, the older sister