18-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Wednesday, April 23, 1913: The work of twelve long years is over. I have long looked forward to this. My last day at high school. It has come and with it a mixture of sadness and pleasure.
Two of my cousins came on the train to attend commencement. I had quite a time getting dressed, for buttons were bound to come off and strings to break.
At last I arrived at the church. We marched in and so on up to the front of the church, where we took seats in uncomfortable chairs and managed to sit out the evening. I recited my essay without a mental breakdown and then at last all was over, after which came congratulations and well wishes.
I am quite pleased with my presents. I received four today.
Graduating didn’t go very hard for me. I was sorry when all was over.
Succeeded in going to school every day for the last four years.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
A hundred years ago Truckemiller’s Mill bordered the Muffly farm, and Grandma’s cousins probably got off the train at the mill. There was a whistle stop for the Susquehanna Bloomsburg and Berwick (S. B. and B.) Railroad at the mill. The mill is long gone—and the road and railroad tracks have changed a little—but her cousins probably stepped off the train near this spot.
Grandma probably triumphantly marched with her classmates down the center aisle of one of these churches to the music of the orchestra. I wonder why the ceremony was held at a church instead of the community hall. . . perhaps the church was larger and would better hold all of the graduates’ friends and family members.