Thursday, January 2, 1958

Photo by Aaron Burden on Unsplash

Cold and windy. Went to town in p.m. T. stayed home in the evening. It seemed like old times.

  • Here’s one of the short entries I was talking about. It still carries meaning though:
  • “Town” was a small town about 10 minutes up the road from the farm.
  • T. was my uncle, her son, who was 23 at the time and still living at home, hadn’t married yet (spoiler alert: that would soon change, however…keep reading!)

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Mom-Mom’s Chronicles: A Journey Through Time

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