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, May 14, 2023

December 27 -29, 1985

 

Friday, December 27, 1985 Kim

 

This has been a fairly good day, on the cool side again. Kim was driving home from work today on route 117 near the Frosty Hollow vegetable farm, her car left the road because of ice. It hit a telephone pole and she went into the ditch. It hurt her lip and it bled. She hurt her knee. She was very shaken up. The car was towed by a wrecker. Betty, Bill, Zack and I drove her over to her home. It looks so nice since day cleaned it up. A cute place. Cold as it needs new windows so to make it warmer. I did a big ironing. We hope Kim will be okay. Betty called. Billie and Z hauled the Christmas boxes down to Betty’s.

 

 

 

Saturday, December 28, 1985

 

It was a nice day, not very warm. I got my work to going, swept, dusted. Done a lot of odd jobs. Getting cleaned up from the holiday. I baked beans. David called. Also Milan. They had coffee etc.

 

 

 

Sunday, December 29, 1985

 

I done up regular work. Walt up for breakfast coffee. Milan also called and Betty. Billie in and out. In evening Kim, Eddie and his friend called.

 

 

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