16-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Saturday, June 17, 1911: There is a festival up town tonight. Didn’t go because I was too stingy, and I didn’t think it probable that one of my many beaus would be there. Rufus went though.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Many beaus?? Sounds like a bit of sarcasm in today’s entry. . .
Though I bet that Grandma’s sister Ruth—who is referred to as Rufus in the diary entry— saw a beau at the festival (or at least Grandma thought that she would).
