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, March 25, 2018

November 29 - December 2, 1966 Betty and Mike Divorced



Tuesday, November 29, 1966

Cloudy. Joy over early this morning to get some things from the bread man. I done up the work. Dave here for lunch.



Wednesday, November 30, 1966

I done up my work. Dorothea gone all day to Portland with Barbara. Betty came and got the girls at noon. She and girls came back later in the evening to have a little roast pork. David here in evening.              



Thursday, December 1, 1966 Betty and Mike Divorced

Partly cloudy. I got up early, went down to Betty’s. She left early for Portland to get her divorce from Mike. Too bad for those two innocent little girls. Carmen age3  10 months, Kimberly 7 ½ months. They have lost something they never did have, but could have. I am sorry the marriage was this way. Nothing at all good will ever come from this divorce. Dorothea and David gone all day.                 



Friday, December 2, 1966

Cold today. I did my washing. Dorothea went to Portland today with Joy. They didn’t get back until very late. David up here during his supper hour. He worked on the table. Dave quite worried when Dorothea didn’t get home.  


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