Sunday, January 23, 1927
Rain and ice
Ice everywhere – a good excuse not to go to Sunday School in my tacky old hat. Dale and Dick went. Had a good long day here with the family and so slick no one ventured out that didn’t have to go. Found kitchen drain pipe had a hole in it.
(Aunt Marjorie wrote, "Women always wore hats those days. I always wore hats, too, I believe, until the early 1960's. Mother was shocked when I went to Uncle Guy's funeral without wearing a hat, but saw that some of the other woment weren't wearing hats, either."
Grandma worked as a milliner, a hat maker, before she got married, so she seemed to be particularly fond of good, stylish hats, though it appears she couldn't afford them most of the time.)
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
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Seems like Grandma was really depressed of late about her wardrobe.
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