19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Friday, July 31, 1914: Made a business trip to Watsontown this morning, and I must say it was arranged to my satisfaction. Went to a surprise party this evening. It was over at Carrie’s. Enjoyed myself as much as I usually do. I think no doubt remains as to the state of my feelings concerning somebody.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Grandma-
Who is it? More details, PLEASE!
Yes please! More details.
Maddening I tell you! Feelings of love for a man? Feelings of disdain toward someone at the party? What Helena? What?😉
Diana xo
I am eagerly awaiting more on this subject. Looks like she is falling🙂
Oh, the suspense!
Oh, my goodness…. Grandma is so coy! When I read the title of your post, I couldn’t wait to read Grandma’s entry!
The plot thickens. Go Helena go!
I agree with all of the above. Meanwhile, what a lovely road!
Uh oh! Love is in the air! I can’t wait for more info.
My goodness, it is feast or famine with Grandma’s tales.
I love the photo you matched with this post. I wounder where the road is leading?
Yep a little too vague – though I am sure she never imagined that a hundred years later her diary would be on her grandaughter’s blog! Maybe she would have left a few more details. 🙂
OOH! The plot thickens.
AND YOU’VE READ AHEAD AND KNOW ALL THE ANSWERS! You must be enjoying this !
It’s like solving a puzzle with Grandma!
Is she in L.O.V.E.? Omg, great!!
Helena! You’re toying with us!
So sweet. I hope she tells about him more someday.