18-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Saturday, May 17, 1913: Went to Watsontown this afternoon. There was a big time going on in there. The celebration of something. I don’t just know exactly what. There must have been at least four or five different bands. I’m pretty tired by this time. Had to do all the milking after I came home.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Hmm—Sounds like fun, though it’s interesting that Grandma wasn’t quite sure what the event was about.
Did her sister Ruth stay at the celebration in Watsontown?
Based on previous diary entries, I think that Grandma and Ruth typically each milked several cows.
They sometimes traded the milking chore so that one of them could do something else. Grandma might milk Ruth’s cows one day—and Ruth would milk Grandma’s a few days later.