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.

Tuesday, May 14, 2013

April 11, 1913 - Friday

11 - Saw my "hated rival", Bonnie Babcock, this afternoon at Mae's, where she's staying over Sunday, and I like her very much. She, Mae, and I all went up to another girl's in the pouring rain. While there, we met a youth, George Newton. Got home at nearly 10. Anticipate good time with Bonnie. We called, (or rather Mae did) up Pit on the telephone, as Bonnie wanted to see him, but he and his mother were both out. However, I may see him before Bonnie goes. Hope so, anyway, even if he does devote all his time to Bonnie.

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