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, June 4, 2025

July 6 - 9, 1993 Nanny Admitted into Hospital

 

Tuesday, July 6, 1993 RED-HOT, A RED-HOT DAY

 

80°. I done a slight wash. Carmen came and done the chores. It is a very hot sunny day. David down this morning. He got his hay all in yesterday. Dorothea and Betty S went shopping today. Betty, Walt, Patty and Ray over to the lot in Harrison. Kassie to the vets for a checkup. Jeffrey Dennis Adair (blank) years old today. I love him.

 

 

 

Wednesday, July 7, 1993

 

Terrible terrible hot. I was sick today with that darn ear infection. Also dizzy. Betty came and called Dorothea. They decided for me to go to the hospital. I was so dizzy and sick. They had the ambulance. I don’t like it but I guess it was best. It was also because they found many other things that want just right. So they put the darned old pills right to me, and that made me so sick.

 

 

 

Thursday, July 8, 1993

 

Another hot day. I just stayed in bed and those pills was just put right to me all day. It is a wonder I came out okay. I had company at the hospital. Zak called to see me also today.

 

 

 

Friday, July 9, 1993

 

Sick in the hospital again, it was the pills. I couldn’t have salt. So that made the meals unbearable. Company today, Carmen, Dorothea, Kim called.

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