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!

Sunday, January 17, 2016

December 7 - 10, 1957



Saturday, December 7, 1957 Letters from Dorothea

Cloudy and rainy. I churned and cooked. Bill and Kennard worked in the woods cutting Christmas trees. In p.m. it rained hard. Bill and Kennard worked on Bill’s car. Billie got a haircut. Blanche, Bob and Dolores over to Norway, bought chair for Mama’s Christmas. Letter and snaps from Dorothea and Dennis. Very good. First letter for month from Dorothea.



Sunday, December 8, 1957

Cloudy and some foggy. I washed. Cleaned up the kitchen. Washed windows etc. Kennard, Delores, Kennie, Dot, Fern and Lloyd here. Kennard, Bill and Lloyd cut, tied and wrapped Christmas trees. In forenoon Billie helped. Dennis, in p.m, he helped with the trees. Uncle Os called to say goodbye to Donnie.





Monday, December 9, 1957

Another cloudy, rainy and snowy day. I got the clothes in and ironed. Donald did not go. We backed Christmas cards. Kennard called today. Two packages came today. Bill and Kennard didn’t work in the woods. Kennard worked for (?) Edward Wentworth.



Tuesday, December 10, 1957

Another bad day. Donnie couldn’t go. I churned in p.m. Went to town. Bill and Kennard didn’t work in woods.

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