19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Sunday, April 12, 1914: Went to Sunday School this morning. A whole gang of us went for arbutus this afternoon. Didn’t get any though, for it’s just in bud. We had quite a walk in the bargain.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Grandma—names please. . . Who went with you? How many people? . . . all girls? . . . or were there some guys, too? . . .
What did you talk about? Did you joke and tease each other?
This was Easter Sunday. Two days prior to this entry you mentioned Easter hats, but when Easter actually arrived you didn’t mention it. Why?
The previous Sunday (April 5) Grandma, her sister Ruth, and their friend Carrie Stout also searched for trailing arbutus:
We went for arbutus this afternoon, but only managed to find the buds. It is late this spring.
1914 must have been a late spring—just like 2014 has been a late spring.