December 1935

This month seems mixed with deep peace and a little bit of torment.  She writes lovely passages like this: Saturday, December 6th, 1935 Went to confession this evening.  First time I felt so swell after going.  So peaceful.  I could have stayed in church all evening. Plus there is the excitement of the holidays is…

Autumn Excerpts

Tuesday, October 1st, 1935 Went to see Casmire but, Diary, I couldn’t look at him but a second.  He drew me so I thought I’d have to touch him then I was so frightened of him I couldn’t look.  His lips were a vastly blueish read.  His hair was light and wavy.  I hope he…

Just Sitting Here Trying to Write This Book

This is a post from my other blog:  Just Sitting Here Trying to Write This Book So, I apologize for any repetition but this is more proof that the more I write about this experience the more I process it.  Please go check out my other blog!   What It’s Like Transcribing My Grandmother’s Journals…

November, 1935

There is a small earthquake on the first of the month and Babu continues to be successful in her college courses.  These two facts were placed in the same sentence for their juxtaposition, not their similarity.  Perhaps a story that better belongs with a tale of a small earthquake is what is still going on,…

October, 1935

She attends Casmire’s wake and is frightened by the body.  She and Jeanette are still not friends.  She tried out for the orchestra and dramatics.  She gets good grades in everything except for penmanship.  (Really?)  Drobey is hanging out with Jeanette and Teddy, instead of her.  Babu’s reaction? Oh, I’ll be darned! She is becoming…

September Excerpts: What the Fight was Really All About.

Or can we even know?  Usually, I’d say we can only know one side of this story, therefore, discredit the whole account, but since Babu records exactly what Jeanette said to her, I think it’s pretty fair.  To someone who knows her and has read all the previous passages, it’s rather revealing. Tuesday, September 17th,…

September, 1935

Right after we got back from our vacation, I caught Adam and Babu having a conversation that involved me.  Babu had just sat up from her nap on the couch and Adam was talking with her until she gained her bearings.  She was talking about Ernestine Jones. “You’ll read about her soon, you know?  Angie…

Excerpts, August, 1935

Wednesday August 14th, 1935 The most dreadful thing occurred last night.  Drobey and Teddy got hurt in the legs coming home from the Altar Boys Outing.  They had their legs hanging from the back and an auto brushed pasted knocking them off.  Drobey fainted but wasn’t hurt badly.  Teddy had seven veins in the back…

How Lovely!

It is really wonderful to have so many new followers to this blog.  As you might already know, I call this my labor of love.  For two reasons, one because it is a lot of work!  I transcribe the passages, edit them, print them, and then spend time with Babu, my grandmother, as she reads…

You Must Wait

The air was heavy with ghosts today and the pages of her 1935 journal were full of them.  I sat across the breakfast table with Babu and she talked with so much emphasis about her friend, Ernestine Jones.  She gets this tone to her voice when she’s expressing love, and her words go on just…

Oh! And There’s Also This!

I cannot believe that when I wrote The Drobey Drama that I left out this passage from 1934: Sunday, November 18th, 1934 Why is it pal o’ mine that you don’t care for a person any more after you once thought it would be heavenly bliss to be with him always.  Imagine in my inner self…

Sunday Share Self Serving!

So, I guess the day of the week have very little meaning for me any more!! I almost forgot Sunday Share and I was going to post something else! Well, as it says in the title, I’m going to put a little plug in here for myself.  I started a new blog!!!!  I wanted to…