May, 1934

Babu spends a large amount of time in May – and possibly other months – reading “L” stories with Zosh.  Does L stand for love?  Was she reading romance novels?  I giggled as I wrote that. She described that phenomenon of Spring thaw and what happens to people perfectly. It got warm, everyone is out…

April, 1934 Excerpts

Monday, April 23rd, 1934 I am really sore today.  W.B.Z. Took Janet Overbaugh to the Junior Prom.  Jeanette and I made a sojourn to the library.  Those two nuts!  They sounded drunk coming home singing “neighbors.”  We had a good time hiding behind the tree. Hiding behind a tree??  What shenanigans was she up to?…

Stark Contrasts

Amidst all her worries about when to wear her sport blouse and her strong feelings over saddle shoes, Babu has an encounter with death.  She writes: Friday, April 27th, 1934 It makes a person realize the truth of death when a young person like Lorraine Pronovost dies.  Just a few weeks ago she was so…

April, 1934

While transcribing Babu’s journals, I find some months are full of excitement and some months, well, aren’t.  Passages in April 1934 were either just boring days or they were written in her secret shorthand that I’m not sure I want to decode, even if I could.  (If she wanted something to be secret from the…

March, 1934 Excerpts From a Writer

Here are some excerpts I feel show her most creative writing.  It was amazing what she could write in only four short little lines! I don’t know what I like so much about this one, but I do. Sunday, March 18th, 1934 Here it is after 11 and I have just finished my homework.  I…

Not Only Dreams-Imagination

March, 1934 was full of dreams both sleeping and waking.  There was one hidden dream not before mentioned, her dream to be a writer.  I discussed this with her as we read this month’s passages because her choices left me smiling, laughing, and shaking my head.  Out of no where, it seemed, she was expressing…

March, 1934: Dreams

March was a month for dreaming.  On March 1st she writes about having a dream where her and Zosh were trying on evening gowns and she day dreams about having the chance to know Greta Garbo and Joan Crawford, “or at least see them really.”  She also not only day dreams about being bridesmaids at…

Pen to Paper, 82 years ago

What is more analog than writing in a diary? She wrote every day in a journal that marked out the date for her in short passages about four lines long.  For over 80 years.  She still writes every day. Not only is the pen to paper analog, but her words and her time was analog….

Febuary, 1934 Excerpts

Thursday, February 1st, 1934 I stayed up until quarter of twelve reading “Love Lightly.”  It led me on and on, but of course I can’t stay up forever.     Sunday, February 4th, 1934 She flung discretion to the winds.  That’s the way I felt today.  I never enjoyed dancing and Jeanette like I did…

Open

She let me, without hesitation and now I am able to open each ancient book and sneak a peak into a world gone by. A day by day meticulously kept account of a life and other lives that matter because every single one does. It is at first a view into simpler times high school and…

Understanding – The “Serenity Prayer” is not just for addicts.

She comes out from the bathroom after her nap and says:  “Feels like I’m getting…” There is this impossibly long pause.  My mind fills with sentence completers that I have trained my mouth not to say:  Out of breath?  Sick?  Closer to death?  She has said each one of those to us before. She picks…

Febuary, 1934

She stays up late reading “Love Lightly.”  She squirms under the stern gaze of Mr. Fitzgerald, (I get the feeling he is a principal.)  She is not happy about getting a C in History and like most teens blames it on her teacher.  She goes to see “Moulin Rouge” with Franchot Tone (not Ewan McGregor)…