Our great-grandmother was an amazing woman. And here, one hundred years later, we have her diary.
Take a trip to the past through the eyes of a teen-age girl, and marvel at how the world has changed -
and the many ways it has not.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

November 28, 1912 - Thursday



(28) - Slept till about nine o'clock. Ate a little breakfast, but not much; I'm saving up for dinner. Loafed around with Dan most of the morning and read. Went home at twelve, got dressed, and then went back to Mrs. Mahoneys. Had lots of roast duck and, when I got so I couldn't bend, I went back into the parlor and read some more. at about five we went into the pantry and hooked some cake, a turkey leg, and some bread which we toasted. We ate and ate till we looked like turkeys ourselves, I guess. I looked more like a lobster or an overripe tomato, as I got my face toasted a good deal more more evenly than I did the bread. Came home to Muz at six and we had some more turkey, some onions, and tea. Went downstairs for about an half hour after supper and played cards with the little Munroes (Ruth and Norma).

It snowed nearly all day and the ground is covered half an inch deep. I love a snowy Thanksgiving.

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