18-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Sunday, February 22, 1914: Went to Sunday school this afternoon. We had church. Got a bid to a party next Fri.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Yeah! “He” finally asked you out.
I learned several things from this diary entry.
I learned a new meaning for the word “bid”. According to the dictionary, one of the definitions of bid is “an invitation.” Does anyone use bid that way anymore?
And, (though I can’t be positive because of the way Grandma worded her diary entry), I think that I learned that the guy Grandma liked attended her church.
Sometimes I’m absolutely amazed how commenters on this blog have premonitions about future events in the diary before I do.
I never work very far ahead writing posts. Occasionally I get 5 or 10 days ahead—other times I’m writing them the day before they’re posted.
I’m writing this post two hours before I post it—and I’m amazed how several commenters realized before I did that the guy Grandma liked went to her church.
On February 15 Grandma wrote:
Didn’t get to Sunday School this morning as the road is not much broken. Felt quite vexed about it as I didn’t want to miss more than what I could possibly help.
Here are two comments that people made on that post: Allysonj wrote:
I wonder if she is eager to get to Sunday school because of the Valentine she missed earlier in the week – maybe the sender will be there.
And, Catherine wrote:
I also wondered if the reason Miss Muffly did not want to miss Sunday school was because of a “love” interest there…
Thank you– Allysonj, Catherine, and everyone else who takes a few moments to help me try to make sense of the diary. You’re awesome!