18-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Friday, March 21, 1913: Seems rather queer to be eighteen. I realize I am getting old. Am tugging away at my old essay. It is almost finished.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
You might feel old but, you’re still young!
I almost feel like I’ve been growing up with you over the past several years. You were just 15 when you began the diary—and this is the third birthday we’ve celebrated together via this blog.
Happy Birthday, Grandma!!