In grandma’s 1942 diary, she added a note on February 6, 1944. Up til the first part of June this book might as well not be — the 1st part just disgusts me — then came June — Zip — The Chicken Coop + good times + August + Zip again — I loved him — (maybe…
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A love story with missing pieces
This week I received the final batch of letters from Zip to my grandma, all the way up to August, 1945. It’s been heart-wrenching to read them. They’re not so much love letters as they are loneliness and longing letters. Zip wasn’t one for the “mushy stuff” as grandma complained in one of her diary…
A love story with missing pieces
This week I received the final batch of letters from Zip to my grandma, all the way up to August, 1945. It’s been heart-wrenching to read them. They’re not so much love letters as they are loneliness and longing letters. Zip wasn’t one for the “mushy stuff” as grandma complained in one of her diary…
Trapped in 1942
For the past few months I’ve been painstakingly transcribing my grandma’s diary from 1942. I say painstakingly because, wow, that girl had some undecipherable handwriting. I have a small advantage because I taught myself to write by tracing her grocery shopping lists in the mid-1970s. Her handwriting never improved, it just got more… mature. Grandma…
Plumb Wonderful 