18-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Saturday, January 10, 1914: Got my first sleigh ride of the season last night. Most forgot what I did today.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Wow, a sleigh ride! . . . Was it after the dance that you wrote about yesterday? . . .By the way, how was the dance?
Was it a moonlit night? Was the sleigh ride cold? Were there lots of blankets in the sleigh to keep you warm?
Who else went on the sleigh ride? . . . your sister Ruth? . . . .a cute guy you danced with? (Did you snuggle with him under the blankets? . . . Oh, never mind, I just remembered that you are my grandmother, and that’s probably an inappropriate question.)