18-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Tuesday, September 30, 1913: These days have come and gone. They ground me working on my job.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
You work so hard on the farm—husking corn, digging potatoes, rolling fields in preparation for planting wheat—the list could go on and on.
I know that your life working on the family farm is fairly typical of the lives of many young unmarried women a hundred years ago. . . so I assume that your life just feels normal to you.
But . . .sometimes I wonder if your current jobs and tasks are fully utilizing your knowledge and skills.
Exactly one year before you wrote this entry, you were a high school senior and wrote:
Our class had a meeting this evening after school. I had the misfortune to be elected secretary. But better, or rather it suits me better to have been that, than president or treasurer would have suited me.
You always write in such a matter of fact way. I hope you feel good about what you are doing—and that you think that your work suits you well.