17-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Friday, May 31, 1912:Today seemed like Monday to me, as I didn’t do much work yesterday. Went over to see Carrie.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
I’d like to tell you some more about last week-end. I got to tour the inside of the building that once housed McEwensville High School!
The school building is next to McEwensville Cemetery and is now empty, but from the late 1950s until a few years ago it housed the McEwensville Fire Department.
When I went to the cemetery to put flowers on relatives graves for Memorial Day, I noticed that the building doors were open and that there was a garage sale taking place inside.
With my heart beating rapidly I went into the garage sale, and told the story of Grandma and her diary.
I met a wonderful family, including Vincent Emery, who had purchased the building several years ago. He even gave me a tour of the second floor where the high school was located (the primary school was on the first floor).
As I ascended the stairs, my whole body tingled with excitement. I finally was going to be in the room that Grandma had written so much about. Some things had changed since Grandma’s time. The stairs had been moved to enable the building to serve as a fire truck garage and the tile ceiling was from a later time.
But much appeared to be the same as it had been when it was a school. . . . wooden wainscoting . . . the chalk board . . .
I thought about the times Grandma sat at in this room and worried about tests . . . the time a boy chased her around the wood or coal stove . . . the time she teased her teacher about drawing a picture of a ring, the times wind rattled the windows, the time she cheated on a test . . .
Whew, even now, five days later, I’m still in awe that I actually stood in the same room where Grandma attended school.