17-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Thursday, March 20, 1913: Am resting and sleeping like a log from my two nights out. Am glad this is the last day of winter.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
When I was young, the first day of spring was always on March 21. So when Grandma wrote this diary entry, the 20th was the last day of winter. Now it seems like the first day of spring varies from your to year. This year it is today—March 20.
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Grandma attended parties on March 17 and 18. They must have really worn her out. My mind often races after exciting events and I struggle to sleep—but it sounds like that wasn’t a problem for Grandma.
Grandma was a “social butterfly”, wasn’t she?? 😉
Yay Spring has Sprung!!!!
Your grandma was a party girl! Who knew?
I bet there was a lot of dancing back in those days, so no wonder she was ready to sleep like a log….it was a hard days night 😉
She probably had a lot of chores around the house to go along with that.
“Spring has sprung, the grass is riz… I wonder where the birdies is?”
😀 …
I’ve always remembered it as being March 21, but in recent years it seems the date has been the 20th. I wonder why it was changed?