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, August 19, 2015

March 22 - 25, 1956 Billie's Birthday



Thursday, March 22, 1956 Billie’s 25th Birthday

Billie’s birthday. 25. Betty sent for guitar book. Bill went to Portland with Raymond. He went down to hospital for check up. I had a steak dinner for his birthday. Bill brought home Italian Sandwiches we had for supper and ice cream and birthday cake. Billie cleaned out the hens and pig. Bill bought a power saw. Another nice spring day. I churned and cleaned up the house. Jet went away this morning and has not come back.



Friday, March 23, 1956

Another very nice spring day. I cooked, washed windows etc. Bill over to Fryeburg and Twitchell’s at Norway. Jet didn’t come home, Betty found him downtown. Billie and Dennis went after him. It is Jet no more. He was a very intelligent and very nice clean looking dog. I liked him very much. He is buried down here in the woods. Raymond over here all A.M. Don’t look very good.



Saturday, March 24, 1956

Snowing again this morning. Bill and I went to town early. Betty did up the work this morning while I was at town. Billie and Raymond to town and got grain in p.m. Mama came home from Ferns this day.



Sunday, March 25, 1956

A very cold windy day, but a nice clear day. I wrote my letters as usual. In p.m. Charlie and Jean called, Kennie and Dot, Razor Durfee and his boys.

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