19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Sunday, June 14, 1914: Heard the details of a rather unusual wedding, which took place this morning. Lots of people went that weren’t invited. Ruth was one.
Attended church this afternoon. A supply preacher was there for the afternoon. He could make his eyes flash.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Hmm. . . Sunday morning seems like an odd time for a wedding. Why would people crash it?. . . Were the bride and groom very popular and friends of many of the young people? . . . Was there an awesome reception? . . . What were the wedding decorations like?
I wonder if Grandma’s sister Ruth kept a diary. If would be fun to read what she wrote about this unusual wedding.
What did Grandma mean when she said that the substitute pastor made his eyes flash? Was he preaching about hell, fire and brimstone?