Wednesday, June 16th, 1937 It seems almost incredible. I thought about it before but only as an impossibility. Going home after school Benny stopped me and asked if I wanted to go to the dance to Meriden Saturday. Said he would come for me and bring me back or I could stay over. Mother said…
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Excerpts: May, 1937 “It was almost the end.”
Almost a tragic end: Thursday, May 13th, 1937 Such a night. I was reading under the parlor lamp and the doorbell rings. Mother comes in with a young man. She flops on the sofa and just sits there. Finally, we find out she was struck or grazed by this young man’s car. Thank heavens! It’s…
Did You Miss It? I Sure Didn’t!
Were you laughing when you read Saturday’s post? You may have missed a few things if you weren’t. Check it out: Excerpts April, 1937 Babu always has a way of writing something off hand, explaining nothing, and leaving me saying “Whhhaattt?” Let’s look at April 15th again: “John came in after 12 and started playing…
Also April, 1937
April saw the resolution of one conflict but another one, this time at home, reared an ugly head. There was always tension between Babu and her parents and the landlady. Here’s an example from December, 1936: Johnny Olbryck’s mother is a meany. She won’t let us have steam heat. Says she needs an even temperature…
April, 1937
In April, 1937, she has just turned 19, is in college to be a secretary, has best friends Ernie and Zosh. Sometimes I do that to center myself because as we speak I am down stairs with her “doing breakfast” and she is 98, has had four kids, needs help with making food, unlacing her…
Sunday Share: America is Great.
This Sunday Share comes from a blog I am new and unfamiliar with called An American Song but I liked what I read. This author has written a book where he (she?) interviewed people all across America, average people, and wrote down their stories. It sounds a lot like what I do here with Babu…
Constantly Evolving,or Just Evolving All At Once?
As you know, last month I got Freshly Pressed and got a flood of new people checking out the blog, following me and commenting. At first, I got a little confused because people were sending me lovely messages like: And how did you get that rough draft? You wrote it. That still counts. A…
Sunday Share – Story telling I aspire to!
This was a wonderful post I found on https://wildheartoflife.blog/ Ain’t No Rest for the Wicked The party was in full swing. Indentured servants did their best to placate the unruly guests, refilling the carafes of thick, mulled wine, pouring the bourbon that glistened in the crystal glasses like casts of amber in the sunlight. The…
The Theatricality of it All
In past conversations with Babu about my former job of being a Theatre teacher, she would often either say: I don’t think we ever had those kind of classes in school. or: I think I did some plays at Bay Path… Well, wasn’t I surprised to read about Babu doing so much theatre. She had…
January, 1937 Excerpts
Do you know how in a book or a movie where the writer will use the weather to create or support the mood in the narrative? For example, sun shining and birds singing when a character is in love or storm clouds, thunder and then rain when the break up happens? It is such a…
January, 1937
The beginning of the new year did not disappoint. They drove around blowing horns and her friend Harland climbs out of the car and dances on the running board. Celebration and jubilation! After that bit of fun, January seems to be a month of many boys. There are quite a few interested in her, and…
101 Things in 1001 days
I was inspired by other blogs to do this. Some things relate to this blog, and some just to the blogger. So here it is 101 things to do in 1001 days! Writing: Dissonance: 1. Get agent for Dissonance. 2. Get Dissonance published. TM: 3. Post every day in 2017 and consistently in…
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