18-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Tuesday, August 19, 1913: Went to a party over at Stout’s this evening. Had quite a nice time. July 27, 1912 – Aug 19, 1913: I can’t forget that.
The Stout home was located near here. It burned down years ago–and Interstate I-180 now cuts through the farm where the Stout’s once lived.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Carrie Stout was one of Grandma’s friends. She lived on a farm that was midway between the Muffly farm and McEwensville. Who else was at the party?
Grandma, why are the dates special: July 27, 1912 to the day you wrote the diary entry (August 19, 1913)? What was so memorable about the starting date? Did something end?. . .or would it continue into future days?
I’m beginning to think this is not a diary, but a puzzle book she created!
Social life has picked up lately, hasn’t it? Helena seems much more cheerful.
I had to go look and see what she wrote on the earlier date. It really didn’t give me much of a clue. I did see that Carrie visited on July 26, 1912, so maybe that was significant.
I love such misteries!
mmmhhh… you mysterious little gal, Miss Muffly 😉 Lovely to see that you’re quite a lot more cheery.
I agree with the others: Grandma does seem more cheerful, and I stil think she’s teasing us….!
Yea Helena is out of her funk!
I’m super curious about the dates too!
Mystery! Romance? We may never know. But it is so fun to guess.
Maybe she’s in love 🙂
She certainly doe not give much away in her words. I think I will need to go back over my own diaries to see whether I have left confusion for others to try and fathom out! 🙂
A boyyyyy, maybe?