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, February 4, 2017

May 31 - June 3, 1962



Thursday, May 31, 1962

Hot. It has been awful hot all day. I worked in my flower garden in a.m. Trimmed grass and all. In PM I cleaned up all my chambers and Billie’s room. Got supper. I made a blueberry pudding. Very good. Blanche called in evening. Lassie and I took a walk down in the pasture. Pigs came tonight from Chets.



Friday, June 1, 1962

A wonderful day. Cooler than yesterday. Blanche and I to Portland. I got paint for these two floors. Bill and I ordered the rug for living room. Dolores came down here and stayed with Mama.



Saturday, June 2, 1962

Nice and sunny. It clouded up and not as warm as yesterday. I finished cleaning up my house. Varnished the rug in Mama’s room. Billie to town and got paint for screens and porch windows. Bill and I to town and the cemetery. I came home, did a little cooking. Bill to Gordon’s all p.m. Fern up for supper and long evening. Art and kids up here tonight. Gardens is all up.



Sunday, June 3, 1962

Clear and nice in early morning. Got very windy in forenoon and real cold. Then in late p.m. it warmed up and wind went down. David Nevers father and mother called, gave me two tickets for the graduation. Blanche here all p.m. Fern, Lloyd called. Blanche and Bob here for supper. Kennie and Dot called. I wrote letter.

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