17-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Monday, July 1, 1912:
In the shadow of a shade tree,
There the weary often be,
After they have been well roasted,
In the hot sun of July.
Stopped picking strawberries today. All my earnings, about $4.00 in all, I still have and expect to keep until I spend them.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Grandma apparently has—at least occasionally– been picking strawberries for money since June 10. I assume that a neighboring farmer paid her to pick them.
$4.00 would have been worth a lot more a hundred years ago than it is worth today. I wonder how Grandma eventually spent the money.
On the first day of every month Grandma included a poem in her diary entry.