January 16, 1932
It seems to me that “waiting” could be done better, staying young before school than growing old after school.
It seems to me that “waiting” could be done better, staying young before school than growing old after school.
Girda’s box-supper. Everything went off slick as grease. I didn’t take any “supper” but had a good time.
Girda’s box-supper postponed on account of the sleet. Don S. took me over to practice this afternoon.
Rained yesterday; then froze. Everything beautiful with ice. Trees are bent over with the weight.
Mother and Russel went to church. Had car trouble and didn’t get home till three o’clock.
What is it about Grandma’s syntax that makes it sound so 1931?
“There’s a schooner in the offing, With her topsails shot with fire, And my heart has gone abroad her, For the Islands of Desire.” - Richard Hovey
Pretty hot, grandma! I wonder who is on your mind.
Ginda Jensen came to practice her song for her Thanksgiving box supper. I’m to finish the music.
Met Shambaugh’s hired man. He is certainly not the least bit shy. Name is Ralph McKevitt from Detroit.
I wonder if Ralph tried to pick up on Grandma - is that what she’s trying to say here?
Received a letter from Pall Audor in Hungary. He is a military student and next year will be an “officers” in the army.
Saw “Skippy” in the movies. Was a very interesting show though it could hardly be called educational.
I sense a hint of disapproval, Grandma.
One can see miles from the hill where the granary is. A wide view, a broad view, a view of all the world.
Shopping day. We still have verbenas in bloom in our garden. Almost no coats in town today.
This sounds lovely. I wish I could see the garden! I ate my first tomato from my first tomato plant yesterday. I think I rushed it…
Alice’s visit home and our venture into the Clarke Hotel are the stars of October.
Audrey and Maxine came up to stay all night. We “ganged up” and went to the show ‘n’ what “A Holy Terror.”
I love the image of Grandma and her friends tearing up the town.
Up to Hastings to get Alice. We “lounged” in the Clarke Hotel. Um-m! A nice place to “study” people.
What would Grandma think of The Standard? Or The Huntley? I love people-watching there (okay, I’ve been there once)… My friend Tracy and I found the “service charge” for non-guests to drink over-priced espresso a little rough.
Through the magic of flickr, you can see what the Clarke Building looks like now, because it still exists. Ironically (?), as an assisted living facility. Built in 1914, Grandma would be happy to know that it’s listed in the National Register of Historic Places.
The Clarke Hotel was a luxury hotel that was “designed by architect C.W. Way and built by the John Hempel Company, both of Hastings. Bricks made in Hastings formed the exterior of the building, and local craftsmen made everything from the terra cotta trim and marquee awnings to the light fixtures, oak millwork and mosaic floors. It was named for Alonzo L. Clarke, a prominent Hastings businessman.” - Adams History
President Taft and future President Kennedy stayed there, you guys.
You can buy a $2.99 postcard of it on Ebay if you like.