Fall Excerpts – Lovely Things

sept-16

Wednesday, September 16th, 1936
Robert Taylor alias Louis Bottigi winked at me today in advertising.  Said hello to the boy Ames who drove the car when we went to the prom.  Saw Teddy and Jeanette on their porch.  They looked very alive, modern, and rather happy I should say.  She was in slacks and a sports shirt with knees drawn up.  He walked about restlessly and watched her.  She flirted.  Yet?

Lovely moment.  Lovely observation.  Lovely detail.

sept-30

Wednesday, September 30th, 1936
Johnny broke his glasses yesterday and I broke one of mine tonight.  Zosh came up feeling exceptionally gay.  She hugged mother and started on me.  In the hug my glasses cracked and one part came off.  Maurice has a dark green shirt.  He talked to a girl this noontime.  I don’t care.  Mr. Brendel has a cold and because he can’t speak, gives us written tests in all his classes.

Lovely moment of passion, dire consequences.

oct-3

Saturday, October 3rd, 1936
Wore my glasses for lessons for the first time.  Forgot all about asking Professor for a new schedule.  Zosh + I have been returning the three dollars she gave for the glasses she broke back and forth.  They’re with me now.  Johnny Krol came up tonight.  The last time she was up she told me when a boy kisses a girl he suffers.  He has certain glands.  He can’t control himself.  I didn’t know that.

Lovely (?) epiphany?  Buahahahahaha!!

oct-22

Thursday, October 22nd, 1936
What an inspiration Katherine Hepburn is!  Saw her tonight in “Mary of Scotland”_ “Two Fisted Gentlemen.”  Coming home and at home I would be a good specimen of movie crazy.  Making believe I’m an actress.  But I don’t believe it’s movie crazy.  I love the feeling after a movie like that.  Sometimes I’m afraid it’ll come up and choke me.  Saw Willy + Jimmy.  Haven’t done my homework.

Lovely lost in the moment.

oct-30

Friday, October 30th, 1936
Like my coat pretty well now since it has come from the tailors.  This noon Ernie and I played ping pong and then tossed the basketball around.  Split my blouse while doing it and Joseph Kirchner, who sits in back of me in accounting class, said how could he concentrate with such things going on.  Went to the library.  Met Eddie Kowal who is still playing a man of leisure.  A beautifully dark blue night, but cold.

Lovely dark blue adjectives.

nov-10

Tuesday, November 10th, 1936
Rode with Jamie alone this morning.  Watched a ping pong tournament in the gym this noon.  Maurice was sitting across from me.  Gagne was in the tournament and kept complimenting people and passing remarks while playing.  In B.A. Today Mr. Brendel tried to scare us with a test.  I was reading some jokes and one was Teacher:  I’m supposed to give you a test.  Pupil:  Yeild not unto temptation.  The kids told me to go up and show it to him.  Amid blushes we pulled it off.  He didn’t yield.

Lovely humor.

nov-19

Thursday, November 19th, 1936
Ernie and I slept on each other’s shoulders off and on today.  We had rehearsal for the last time tonight.  It wasn’t too bad.  Gagne and I stayed behind the scenes and he had his arm around me when the lights went out.  I bet he thought he thrilled me.  Ernie + I and Bill and Gagne (Fred) played ping pong before rehearsal.  Irving kissed Natalie in the show and how we looked.  We were all making believe we were sweating.

Lovely theatre magic.

nov-29

Sunday, November 29th, 1936
Nine o’clock mass again.  Drobey serves on it.  Took about half an hour to do my homework.  After loafing for four days I have no desire to go back to school.  Baked a cake today.  (Featherweight.)  I think it’s one of the best I ever baked and that is many.  Zosh, Frankie, and I went walking but didn’t stay long because it turned very cold.  We watched the moon as it rose.  It was a gorgeous orange full one.  Mom and Dad and we talked.  They told us of their European childhood and scarcity.

Lovely orange full adjectives.

14 Comments Add yours

  1. Filed words says:

    Oh, I love this blog – it all springs off the page.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Embla Ester says:

    This is so beautiful in a very special way. It reminds me in a way of Jonathan Safran Foer’s books, which always has me in a feeling of wanting to read more, but at the same time like I’m trespassing in something deeply personal. Like I should stay out, but can’t restrain myself. These texts are like that, unless it’s not fiction. Which makes the feeling even more eerie and magical.
    Thank you.

    Embla

    Liked by 2 people

    1. Thank you very much for the compliment. These are very real. They are my grandmothers diaries. I have permission to be reading them and sharing them but I also share her pages with her. There is a lot she can’t remember but a lot that we talk about and she still has many stories.

      Liked by 1 person

  3. I love what you are doing here. It’s so personal and intimate. What an amazing and deeply private way to get to know this amazing woman. It shows how much things have and haven’t changed. Wide-eyed optimism never goes out of style. What a great tribute.

    Liked by 3 people

  4. Agreed! This is really immersive: 1936 too!

    Liked by 1 person

  5. pedrol says:

    amazing!!! PedroL

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you. This is nothing compared to yours!

      Like

  6. What a wonderful way to share snapshots of social history and daily life. Thank you for sharing these treasures.

    Liked by 2 people

    1. I’m blessed by it and happy to share the experience!

      Like

  7. what a treasure you found when you found the journals!

    Liked by 1 person

    1. Thanks for the reblog!

      Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s