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!

Wednesday, November 29, 2023

December 25 - 27, 1987

 


 










Friday, December 25, 1987

 

A big day. Brogan made the day. She was very cute but has a bad cold. Got ready, went down to Betty’s after about 8 AM. They had the turkey and roast pork a cooking and all was cooking for the feed. They all had a lot of nice gifts and Brogan was so cute. Roast pork, turkey, gravies, turnip, boiled onions, shell beans, celery, relish, hot rolls, pumpkin bread, chocolate, pecan, lemon sponge pies, chocolate cake, Boston cream. Guests Walt, Betty, Carmen, Kim, Zack, Brogan, Eddie, Susan, Vince, Chris, Monica, Joy, Kathy, Cindy, Fern, Dorothea, Dave and Jeff, Billie, Milan and Betty, Sue Paul and me. Bill was in hospital. It was a cloudy dreary day, drizzle. All pitched in and helped. Billie and I came home, had a bite to eat then we began on the tree. We got things put away, cleaned up at about 11 PM. Betty did too.

 

 

 

Saturday, December 26, 1987

 

This has been a quiet day. I didn’t have much to do except regular work. I picked up things and put away from Christmas. I baked some very good beans, it seems funny with just two of us here.

 

 

 

Sunday, December 27, 1987 Milan to hospital

 

A quite nice day. I got the breakfast. Walt up for coffee. This morning early Milan had a lot of pain in his chest and arms. He drove himself to the hospital. He was put into intensive care. He was very bad. Betty, Walt, Dorothea and Betty S all down to see him. Walt, Betty and I went to Portland to see Bill. Also Dorothea and Jeff. He don’t look very good and his stomach is a sight.

 

 

 


 


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