I want to share these two diaries I received just yesterday. They are simple pocket diaries, one from 1913 and one from 1914. They were filled out everyday either by Otto Pierson or Grace, his wife. I believe they were country folks, but there is no indication of where they lived. It must have been in the Northern US because the winter weather was sometimes 14 below. How do I know this? Because they recorded the weather everyday. Just a short entry. Sometimes it just says, " Awful hot" or "Awful cold".
Otto writes who visited that day or if he walked his little daughter Martha up to his
Momma's house for supper, which he called "going up home". Grace records the eggs that were
laid and sold. Every item they purchased was recorded and the amount they paid. He notes if the town doctor gave him a ride home in his automobile. There were church meetings, ice cream socials and picnics at
Llyod's Grove.
Otto loved his wife and was concerned if she was ill. He recorded the illnesses of her and Martha, the birth of his son William on May 18, 1913 and then again almost a year later William's death on March 24, 1914 from Cerebral Meningitis. After that entry he records every
cemetery visit, which were usually made on Saturdays or Sundays after church. Grace didn't make anymore entries after William died.
I read them over and over and each time I pieced their lives together from those short entries. These two simple books transported me into Otto's and Grace's life for an afternoon. They are cherished treasures.
I thought if any of you are in a Halloween mood you could use this creepy little gal. I am sure she was a very sweet, cute girl, but older tintypes sometimes get this silvery look about the eyes.
I haven't been a very active blogger lately. I am hoping to get into an
ETSY routine so I have more time here. Thank you for all of your sweet words and support.
Otto writes who visited that day or if he walked his little daughter Martha up to his Momma's house for supper, which he called "going up home". Grace records the eggs that were laid and sold. Every item they purchased was recorded and the amount they paid. He notes if the town doctor gave him a ride home in his automobile. There were church meetings, ice cream socials and picnics at Llyod's Grove.
Otto loved his wife and was concerned if she was ill. He recorded the illnesses of her and Martha, the birth of his son William on May 18, 1913 and then again almost a year later William's death on March 24, 1914 from Cerebral Meningitis. After that entry he records every cemetery visit, which were usually made on Saturdays or Sundays after church. Grace didn't make anymore entries after William died.
I read them over and over and each time I pieced their lives together from those short entries. These two simple books transported me into Otto's and Grace's life for an afternoon. They are cherished treasures.
I haven't been a very active blogger lately. I am hoping to get into an ETSY routine so I have more time here. Thank you for all of your sweet words and support.
This first one is Dale and Helen Dexter. Little Helen does not look very happy. I bet she has a set of lungs on her when she does not get her way!
This fella looks so proud in his bow tie and best suit:)
And this cutie has the sweetest face! I have used her a lot in my work.
I know this last one is not very clear, but I find it really fascinating. The boy is in his room and on the wall is the equivalent of modern day posters. He has cabinet cards, RPPC's, calling cards and greeting cards. It's cool to know that even in the early 1900's teenagers were still teenagers:)
Today is my Mom's birthday!! Her friends (they call themselves the Yo-Yos after the Ya-Ya Sisterhood:) are taking her away to a casino for the weekend. They get together once a month for a Yo-Yo party and they all have Indian Princess Names. FUN! I was sneaky and called the hotel before they got there and paid for their stay. I so wish I could be there with her. Have fun Momma and win big!!! Love, Jamie
Here is the piece I made with this week's free image. I named them and I hope they don't mind. I think the names fit them well. Here's a tip. I bought paint brushes from a store where everything is a dollar. Don't do that. They were shedding like a cat all over the place! I'm still picking them off the painting.
