17-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Friday, February 21, 1913: Our Literary Society met again today. It is rather fun being president.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Two weeks earlier, on February 7, Grandma wrote:
We had our literary meeting this afternoon and also elected officers to take the place of the old ones. They had to go and elect me president.
When I posted that entry, I was uncertain whether Grandma was secretly pleased that she was the new president or if she had qualms.
In any case, I’m glad Grandma was now enjoying her new role.
I wonder what she liked about being president:
- Did she like being able to choose what the Society did?
- Did the presidency may her feel more popular?
- Did she like the power?
- Did she . . . ?