18-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Sunday, September 21, 1913: Went to Sunday School all afternoon. It rained nearly all afternoon. Ruth and I were in quite a pickle about getting home. She had on her bestest dress. The questions were solved when a nice boy brought us home in his buggy.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Grandma and her sister Ruth usually walked the mile or so home from Sunday School. It would have been a miserable walk if they’d had to tramp home in the rain.
But all’s well that ends well. . . hmm. . . Who was the nice boy who brought them home?