17-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Wednesday, February 19, 1913: We went up to practice this evening, and then didn’t have any after all.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
I hate it when signals get crossed. I bet Grandma was ticked off.
Grandma (and probably her sister Ruth) would have walked a mile and a half from their farm into McEwensville for a play practice that didn’t take place. Grandma had the role of Chloe, the servant, in the play.
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Wow, and you can bet that was a COLD walk this time of year. Was the house on the left the one Grandma lived in?
Yes, it’s the house on the left. It’s the back side of the house in the header.
Urggg, I’d say “way to get some exercise” but I bet they weren’t wearing comfortable runners at all. Apparently my dad never even had a proper pair of winter boots, no such thing. Just rubber boots with news paper stuffed in them.
I can remember wearing galoshes that I pulled on over my shoes when I was a child. it took so much pulling and tugging to get them on and off.
Ha, I can see them pulling you across the floor as they tried to get your galoshes off. 😀
I would have been a very unhappy camper too! I love the snow there, but I am sure you and your grandma are tired of it. How many generations lived in the same town Sheryl? So cool!
I’m not sure exactly how many generations lived near McEwensville. I think that it was about four generations. I don’t live there as an adult, but visit frequently.
This kind of thing tends to happen to me with daylight savings time changes — but then, in those cases it’s my fault for getting the signals crossed. And I don’t have to walk anywhere in the snow, usually.
With today’s modern transportation and communication–I sometimes get really mixed up about what time it is in various time zones.:)