17-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Wednesday, June 5, 1912: Trotted up to McEwensville this morning on an errand for Rufus, the dear little mortal.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Throughout the diary Grandma referred to her sister Ruth as Rufus when she was particularly annoyed.
Was the errand to deliver a message to one of Ruth’s friends? . . . .to buy something at a store? . . .
Older sisters can be bossy, but why did Grandma agree to walk the mile or so into McEwensville? Hmm– maybe running errands was more fun than watching cows.