17-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Friday, July 19, 1912: My brain must be getting full of rubbish, that I cannot even remember the happenings from one day to the next.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
The way this diary entry is written almost makes it seem like Grandma forgot to write anything in the diary a hundred years ago today–and then tried to remember what had happened the following day.
Once before Grandma wrote that she sometimes did two entries at the same time:
By jingo if I haven’t forgotten what I did today. Just what I did several days ago. You see, sometimes it happens that I don’t always feel like writing in this diary every evening, so I wait until the next evening and make two entries at one time.
Grandma must have been in the doldrums of summer.