19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Wednesday, December 2, 1914: Am making handkerchiefs for Xmas presents. They are to be real nice and fancy, with edging of my own makings on them.
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Grandma-
The handkerchiefs sound lovely. Do they have a tatted edging? Tatting is so delicate and beautiful. I have vague memories that your married sister Besse showed you how to tat last summer:
Besse was trying to teach me tatting today. Am awful stupid about it, but still I persist in trying to make the stuff. It takes some patience.
I’d like to thank all of you who took a moment yesterday to write a comment about why you regularly visit this blog. I’m amazed by the varied reasons that you visit—and I’m humbled by your kind, heartfelt words.
And, I think that Grandma would be absolutely astounded that so many of you read her words and story—and , I also think that, in her quiet way, that she’d be thrilled that people still remember and care about her a hundred years later.
. . . For all the work you put into this, it might be nice to get personal feedback as to why people connected with it. And a bit of introspection on the part of your readers’ would probably reveal some interesting observations as well, for you and for us.
And, I’ve been really curious ever since.
So since Grandma didn’t write anything a hundred years ago today, I’d like ask you a question:
What brought you to A Hundred Years Ago? . . . and why have you kept coming back?
19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Sunday, November 29, 1914: Rufus had company today. Took their pictures over on the new bridge.
Recent photo of a small bridge near the Muffly farm
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Grandma—Do tell, was your sister Ruth’s company male or female? (It’s been a long time since you’ve called her Rufus. Are you just a little bit jealous?)
And, did you take their picture on the bridge that goes over the creek that flows by your family’s farm? I can picture a really old bridge. Maybe it was new a hundred years ago–though I suppose that it’s been replaced several times over the course of the last hundred years.
19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Saturday, November 28, 1914: <<no entry>>
Source: National Food Magazine (November, 1910)
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
I recently came across this hundred-year-old description of soy milk. Since Grandma didn’t write anything a hundred years ago today, I thought you might enjoy reading it.
19-year-old Helena Muffly wrote exactly 100 years ago today:
Wednesday, November 25, 1914: <<no entry>>
Source: Milton Evening Standard (November 23, 1914)
Her middle-aged granddaughter’s comments 100 years later:
Since Grandma didn’t write anything a hundred years ago today, I thought you might enjoy this advertisement for carving sets. It appeared in Grandma’s local newspaper, the Milton Evening Standard.
Are you prepared for Thanksgiving? You won’t want your guests to think that your turkey was tough just because you don’t have a good carving set. 🙂