Mud Season

19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today: 

Thursday, April 2, 1914: Nothing much doing.

Milton Evening Standard (April 2, 1914)

Milton Evening Standard (April 2, 1914)

Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:

Since Grandma didn’t write much a hundred years ago today, I’m going to do a follow-up to yesterday’s diary entry when Grandma wrote:

. . . Twasn’t nice and warm at all, at all.

I found a clue about what the weather was like in a newspaper article that appeared on the front page of the Milton Evening Standard a hundred years ago today. Milton is located about 4 miles from McEwenville.

Sometimes doing research about a hundred years ago reminds me that I should be grateful for the little things—like paved roads.

27 Responses

  1. That would be a real mess! Maybe I should be a little more patient when lanes are blocked for paving.

  2. I really enjoy this blog – such a wonderful use of a precious family document!

    • Thanks for taking a moment to write this nice note. I have a lot of fun doing this blog and it’s wonderful to hear when someone enjoys it.

  3. Living where we do (where there isn’t usually a lot of snow), we aren’t really familiar with mud season. But I can imagine it’s a MESS! How cool to find this newspaper article!

    • One of my strongest memories of mud is when my sons were about 2 and 4–and the boys were outside walking in a muddy field. The younger one came into the house and said that his brother was stuck in the mud and needed help–and husband and I had to go out and pluck him out of the mud.

  4. We don’t realize how lucky we are just to have potholes in the city!!! Right now, I’m waiting for the roads to be passable out at the farm where I work on a CSA. It’s bad enough the I always have to wash the car upon returning!!!

  5. Me too! Especially since I was in Watsontown yesterday and as I looked at the road Helena took I wondered what it would have been like with all the mud having to walk all that way. I always think of her has I pass where she might have crossed the railroad tracks and I am more noticeable of the older homes where she would have walked passed, most are still grand stately, as you know.

  6. My folks often spoke of the deep mud ruts on some rural roads. The thin wheeled model T and A cars could get through some with their high clearance. But, not all.

  7. no kidding hey?

  8. Indeed! Having the luxury of such things we take so forgranted. Appreciate the reminder.

  9. This reminds me that the farm fields can get muddy in the spring when there is too much rain.

    • You’re absolutely right. I have memories of tractors getting stuck in the field in the spring–and they were really hard to get out.

  10. Reminds me of the year in the 1960s when my husband and a friend drove a load of furniture from Connecticut to our newly constructed cabin in Vermont. As they approached the cabin they got stuck in the muddy road. Kind Vermonters helped get them out, expressing astonishment over those city folk from CT who didn’t know better than to drive on the roads in that small town during mud season.

    • Thanks for sharing the story. It’s fun to read–but I bet that it was incredibly frustrating at the time. :)

      • I wasn’t there as it actually happened, but in reporting it they both laughed as they shook their heads in disbelief — and some embarrassment, I think, as well as appreciation that we would be spending time with such generous people.

  11. Goodness yes! We take so many things for granted, such as paved roads, electricity and running water from a tap indoors.

    • . . .and, we have indoor bathrooms.

      Many of these things were available in cities a hundred years ago, but they hadn’t quite reached the rural areas.

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