Midwestern Robot

July 16, 1947

Posted on by Unknown writer of diary No. 5184.

Pretty this am. Rain this eve.

Flora here for dinner.

Francis came this afternoon.

Also her boyfriend.

Garland Yankey.

Then Phillip.

Original handwritten version of the diary entry for No. 5184, for today's month and day.
I wonder if people pay to eat here. I hope so.

About my little diary project

The goal is to post entries from the diaries and journals of my ancestors, willing friends and family, myself, and found public sources like a diary my godmother discovered in a Kentucky resale shop. I want to organize them by writer, date, and where possible, geographic location. The reason: I want to honor and create a shared, minimally curated source of daily accounts of life from ordinary people. If you’d like to participate, contact me for guidelines.

July 15, 1947

Posted on by Unknown writer of diary No. 5184.

Cloudy.

We are ironing this morning. Elizabeth came. Opal stopped ironing and went to the store with her and on home with her to help her carry her groceries.

I finished ironing.

Mr. Cole came.

Mrs. Williams here.

Original handwritten version of the diary entry for No. 5184, for today's month and day.
Saint Swithin was an anglo-saxon bishop. Tradition (via Google) says that if it rains on Saint Swithin’s bridge in Winchester, England on this day, rain will continue for 40 days.

About my little diary project

The goal is to post entries from the diaries and journals of my ancestors, willing friends and family, myself, and found public sources like a diary my godmother discovered in a Kentucky resale shop. I want to organize them by writer, date, and where possible, geographic location. The reason: I want to honor and create a shared, minimally curated source of daily accounts of life from ordinary people. If you’d like to participate, contact me for guidelines.

July 13, 1947

Posted on by Unknown writer of diary No. 5184.

Cloudy.

We are here by ourselves today. It has been awful lonesome.

Elizabeth & Clayton went to church this morning and tonight.

Storm tonight.

Original handwritten version of the diary entry for No. 5184, for today's month and day.
Our lonely writer, watching the storm.

About my little diary project

The goal is to post entries from the diaries and journals of my ancestors, willing friends and family, myself, and found public sources like a diary my godmother discovered in a Kentucky resale shop. I want to organize them by writer, date, and where possible, geographic location. The reason: I want to honor and create a shared, minimally curated source of daily accounts of life from ordinary people. If you’d like to participate, contact me for guidelines.

July 12, 1947

Posted on by Unknown writer of diary No. 5184.

Pretty & warm.

Nannie & Lina’s daughter here. They took Lillie home.

Walter Stocker’s mother and brother here.

Original handwritten version of the diary entry for No. 5184, for today's month and day.
Orangemen’s Day celebrates the victory of protestant King William of Orange over Catholic King James II. It’s also the day they finally got Lillie to leave.

About my little diary project

The goal is to post entries from the diaries and journals of my ancestors, willing friends and family, myself, and found public sources like a diary my godmother discovered in a Kentucky resale shop. I want to organize them by writer, date, and where possible, geographic location. The reason: I want to honor and create a shared, minimally curated source of daily accounts of life from ordinary people. If you’d like to participate, contact me for guidelines.