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, November 26, 2016

September 5 - 9, 1961



Tuesday, September 5, 1961

Hot, not so hot as yesterday, yet very hot.  Betty down to Dawn’s for a while. Fern called here, also Delores was up. Joy and family left early this morning. Billie didn’t work. Beef heifer went tonight.



Wednesday, September 6, 1961

Been quite busy today. I ironed.



Thursday, September 7, 1961 Hurricane Carla

Clouded up during day. Partly cloudy in a.m. Got a call from Betty, she had a letter from Mike. She read to me, she seemed happy about that. Carla hit in around Gulf of Mexico and the towns in Texas of that region. Joy wasn’t hit in Beaumont.



Friday, September 8, 1961

A nice day. I washed, cleaned up the house, canned a few tomatoes. Went to town after supper. Didn’t buy much. Kennard and Dolores called in evening. Billie and I called at Ferns. Aunt Ava to hospital. She came home with good reports. She is okay.



Saturday, September 9, 1961

Nice day, very HOT. Betty came home from Dawn’s, she seemed rested.  Bill, Billie and Betty finished the hen house, started on the stall for Phantom. Dawn and her father called. Bessie called. Art Ward called. I cooked.
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