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!

Monday, January 23, 2017

April 13 - 16, 1962



Friday, April 13, 1962

Cold and a horrible mess of snow. I worked upstairs. Varnished, painted, hope to get all done up there this weekend. We had about 5 inches of wet heavy snow, such a mess. To town after supper.



Saturday, April 14, 1962

A miserable cold day and this old snow. I baked beans, done some painting upstairs. I cooked. Dawn Parks and Janice called. I mailed a letter to Betty and Mike with some money in it. $15.



 
Sunday, April 15, 1962

A miserable day, cold and a mess of snow. I washed kitchen ceiling and the floor. Bill worked at Gordon’s all day. I got dinner, Kennie, Dot called, ate supper. Bob and Blanche called. Today in the a.m. Horace Flint shot himself with a 30:30 gun up there on the old Sam Ridlon place. Too bad. He had financial troubles.



Monday, April 16, 1962

Cold cold. No letter from Bet and Mike. I washed. Kennard called. Dot called, she is going to the hospital. I worked upstairs in PM.
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