17-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Monday, February 17, 1913: I have discovered the fact that I am getting a new nail on my once sore thumb.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Whew! Grandma must have really injured her thumb back in December, if it’s taken two months for her to know whether she’d get a new nail.
This was the third time that Grandma mentioned the injured thumb in the diary. (If she hurt it as badly as it sounds, I’m almost surprised how few times she wrote about it.)
Here’s a recap of the previous entries:
Our dearest Ruth left for Sunbury this morning and my heart is rather sad. We killed some pigs and I took a slice off the end of my thumb. Oh sad the day, for I don’t care anything about having a sore thumb.
I have a sore thumb although I do not think it is as bad as it was several days ago.