The blog posts below are taken from my grandmother's diaries. Althea Green Smith Crook was lovingly referred to as Nanny to her immediate family ~ thus her diaries are called Nanny's Diaries.

Nanny wrote in her diaries when she remembered to - mostly in the evening. There will be some years in which she didn't keep diaries and there will also be some days/weeks in her yearly diaries in which she skipped or forgot to write in them. For the most part, these are her words - written as she wrote them. There will be typos, forgotten punctuation, and other grammatical errors - but I am rewriting these as my Nanny originally wrote them.

As with all old handwriting, there are some entries that I can't quite make out - and these entries will be followed with a (?) to signify that this may or may not be correct or I can't figure out what she is trying to write.

Thank you Nanny for leaving us 50 years worth of memories! We miss you!

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

May 4 - 10, 1946 Pizza Roof???



Saturday, May 4, 1946

Warmer. Dorothea got her cap (?). Shingles came from Radios. Fixed pizza roof. We did big wash.



Sunday, May 5, 1946

Rained all day. Savard, Lloyd, Dot , Kennard and Papa called.



Monday, May 6, 1946

We washed. Mr. Murray and man came to see chicks. Bill back to work. Bill plowed garden Jim’s tractor. Billie fenced.
Billie caring for all the chicks in 1946 - age 15



Tuesday, May 7, 1946

We ironed. Cleaned, painted in setting room. Allen and Malcolm Brackett called in p.m. Bill pulverize gardens. Billie still fencing.



Wednesday, May 8, 1946

It rained. Bill didn’t work at Jim’s. Helped Ilan Smart to haul logs. I back down to Ferns to clean.



Thursday, May 9, 1946

Fern and I cleaned her living room. Still cold and windy. Bill worked today. A coal strike is on.



Friday, May 10, 1946

Cleaned Ferns dining room. Auntie gave Dorothea and Betty first (or fruit??) knives. Me soup ladle. Mr. Murray took over chicks today. Had chicks 11 months, 4 days and did well.



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  1. UnknownNovember 5, 2014 at 7:46 AM

    would it be piazza...that is what my grandmother called the porch.

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