19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Monday, August 31, 1914: Went to Milton this afternoon to have my teeth filled. Took my filius (?) along too.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Ouch! How many teeth needed fillings? It doesn’t sound like much fun. Hopefully your teeth feel better now.
I can’t quite make out the third word in the second sentence of this diary entry. I think that it says something like “filius.” Any ideas?