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, December 24, 2017

December 2 - 5, 1965 Lloyd has hernia operation



Thursday, December 2, 1965

Lloyd operated on today for hernia. Not too good tonight, nervous. Fern and I called in evening. Betty and Fern in p.m. Bill a lot better. Jean and Stan called in evening. Betty down to see her lawyer etc.



Friday, December 3, 1965

Bill much better, took a long walk over the road. He can walk much better, may go back to work Monday. Didn’t go to town tonight shopping. Fern up here tonight. Bill down to Jean’s in evening. Sally called. They are trying to get things straightened out with Jean and Stan.



Saturday, December 4, 1965

Cloudy, foggy, messy day. Did up regular work. Bill not so good today. In evening Fern and I at the hospital. Betty down town for cigs etc. Billie didn’t have to work tonight.



Sunday, December 5, 1965 MIKE CAME

A nice mild day. I washed, clothes dried good. I did kitchen refrigerator, cooked etc. etc. Down to hospital in evening. Gordon, Sal called in evening. Fern up here. MIKE here about 2 AM and then again about 2 this afternoon. Betty and Carmen glad to see him. If only everyone could understand him and all.
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