The first Saturday night I have been to town this year. Rather a novel experience. March 12, 1932
Snow and wind today. Very pretty drifts but surely is cold. Wrote a poem “Song of the Snow.”
Went to Guide Rock and got some new library books. Won’t have to go back to town this winter!!!!
Yes, four exclamation points about hibernating in the Nebraska winter.
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.
Guide Rock is rather sleepy on Saturday nights, it seems. Isn’t a great deal of sparkle in the old burg. - October 3, 1931
Went to town (Guide Rock) and found lots of people have interests similar to mine.
I wonder if Grandma was feeling alone on the farm?