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!

Saturday, June 25, 2016

December 8 - 13, 1959



Tuesday, December 8, 1959

A very nice day, on windy side. Dottie, Jeff and I went to Norway to get her pictures to send to Portland for her passports. We came home, done up rest of work, made two pies, salad, meatloaf etc. for supper. Betty brought the colt up in afternoon.



Wednesday, December 9, 1959

A very nice day. We washed in p.m. D. And I went to town. I got a pair of stockings. Paid a bill. Had 200 gallons oil come. Paid for last 200. Dorothea wrapped Christmas presents for Ma. Betty up to Irene’s babysitting. Jeff cunning. Billie paid all of his bills today.



Thursday, December 10, 1959

(Blank)



Friday, December 11, 1959 Susan Elizabeth Deming’s birthday

Donald O. Ayres has been gone two years today. Dorothea, Jeff and I to town in a.m. to get groceries. Kennard called.



Saturday, December 12, 1959

Another stormy weekend. Betty to Portland with Irene. Dorothea to Portland with Barb and Phil. I took care Barb’s boy Wesley, Dolly’s children and Jeff too.



Sunday, December 13, 1959

Cold and windy. Cleared off today. Kennie and Dot called. Betty came home and brought the colt.



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