19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Thursday, August 6, 1914: Ruth and I went to a party up at Seibert’s this evening. A girl friend of Ruth’s came to take in the affair, so we all went together. Had a rather nice time. They played kissing games (have reasons of my own for not saying we), even if I did get some kisses. Arrived home at about half past 1 a.m.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Grandma!
WHO is it? . . .Is he cute? . . . I’m not sure whether to be happy for you or alarmed.
I’m trying to be ecstatic , but sometimes I just can’t forget that in reality I’m a middle-aged mother who worries about my kids. . . and that you are my grandmother.
A Hundred Years Ago 
Kissing games – I remember those haha!
Diana xo
How exciting for her. Love her formal way of describing what was clearly an exceptional evening – this is when the difference in our eras really comes out!
Maybe because kissing was not a game for her 🙂
A guy? Our “little girl” is growing up!
About time she has some fun!
I may not sleep tonight, I’m so excited! 😉
Kissing games? Well now things are getting very interesting aren’t they? 🙂
Oh, kissing games. What sweet innocence (though I’m sure there was more that went on in different circumstances)
Kissing games and out past 1am 🙂
Do not worry about grandma, she has a plan! I know her now.
I hope it was your grandpa! 🙂
Nice to read some things never change!! You go Helena!! 😀
Wow! Is this still your grandma. Life seems to be getting interesting. One am! Wow! Full of surprises. I so love that you do these entries.
Oh, that’s interesting! Hope she tells more in the future 😀
She always keeps us guessing. I am surprised when her time of arriving home seems so late for that era.
Just goes to show that teenagers are basically the same across the centuries.