<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400</id><updated>2026-01-27T18:39:01.239-05:00</updated><category term="January 1945"/><category term="March 1945"/><category term="photo"/><category term="April 1945"/><category term="May 1945"/><category term="February 1945"/><category term="June 1945"/><category term="July 1945"/><category term="August 1945"/><category term="Valerie&#39;s comments"/><category term="Wordless Wednesday"/><category term="picture"/><category term="family heritage"/><category term="family photos"/><category term="In the year 1945 . . ."/><category term="WWII"/><category term="genealogy sites"/><category term="love letters"/><category term="pieces of past"/><category term="tid-bits"/><category term="who&#39;s who in the diary"/><category term="Avon theater"/><category term="Decatur"/><category term="a new blog"/><category term="awards"/><category term="blogger awards"/><category term="comments"/><category term="letters"/><category term="newspaper clippings"/><category term="their &quot;song&quot;"/><category term="war surrender"/><title type='text'>Grandma&#39;s Diary</title><subtitle type='html'>I am one of eight grandchildren.  Grandpa passed away this October 2006; grandma passed away July 1994.  While sifting through my grandparents&#39; things, I found my grandma&#39;s diaries and journals.  This is a compilation of her entries, entry-by-entry, day-by-day, in the 1940&#39;s.  May you enjoy reading my grandmothers thoughts and learning more about my past just as I have.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>257</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-6285563376095972371</id><published>2009-06-02T11:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:20:26.846-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Sun Aug 19, 1945</title><content type='html'>At Lyn&#39;s for dinner for some of girls from bank.  Duane came about 2:30.  Really liked bracelet.  Could tell he liked the back, too.  Went to Maroa.  Met Allen &amp;amp; Helen, &amp;amp; to Weldon Springs.  Went boat-riding.  Then drove around &amp;amp; found the folks.  Duane was really surprised, so that made everything perfect.  Had a wonderful supper.  Everything was just swell.  Went to show.  This has been such a perfect day.  Everybody liked my cake.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/6285563376095972371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/6285563376095972371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/6285563376095972371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/6285563376095972371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/06/sun-aug-19-1945.html' title='Sun Aug 19, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-5147025655812292268</id><published>2009-06-02T11:15:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:18:03.101-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Sat Aug 18, 1945</title><content type='html'>Off about 2:30.  Got dress from cleaners &amp;amp; Duane&#39;s bracelet.  I really like it.  Called Mrs. Wallace &amp;amp; Duane answered.  Said I would like to know what&#39;s going on.  Went to Illini.  Lots of kids there -- John Rucker &amp;amp; Jackie Mc., Allen J. &amp;amp; Helen Crabtree, Duane &amp;amp; I went to eat &amp;amp; for ride.  Finally got around to suggesting a picnic tomorrow &amp;amp; got everything worked out.  More fun!  Don&#39;t think Duane thought anything about it.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/5147025655812292268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/5147025655812292268' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/5147025655812292268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/5147025655812292268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/06/sat-aug-18-1945.html' title='Sat Aug 18, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-518417192903544575</id><published>2009-06-02T11:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:14:50.443-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Fri Aug 17, 1945</title><content type='html'>You can sure tell the war&#39;s over here at the bank.  Herb&#39;s really keeping an eye on everyone.  Last Fri. night to work.  Evelyn, Lorene, &amp;amp; I worked.  Daddy met me.  Got my clothes &amp;amp; came home.  Really tired &amp;amp; ready for bed.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/518417192903544575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/518417192903544575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/518417192903544575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/518417192903544575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/06/fri-aug-17-1945.html' title='Fri Aug 17, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-1671877575350275604</id><published>2009-06-02T11:11:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:13:25.211-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Thurs Aug 16, 1945</title><content type='html'>Mrs. Wallace called me about Sunday.  Had to work but stores were closed.  Not much business.  Duane came down this eve.  Saw &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0038163/&quot;&gt;&quot;This Man&#39;s Navy&quot;&lt;/a&gt;.  Real good.  We got into it.  Didn&#39;t get along at all until after the show.  But everything&#39;s ok.  Duane&#39;s so darn sweet.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/1671877575350275604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/1671877575350275604' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/1671877575350275604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/1671877575350275604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/06/thurs-aug-16-1945.html' title='Thurs Aug 16, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-1228621243635531419</id><published>2009-06-02T11:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T11:11:17.682-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Wed Aug 15, 1945</title><content type='html'>Uncle Fred died.  Had to work till 11:00.  Mother &amp;amp; I took lunch to Fairview.  Had big parade -- kids on hay - rack from Argenta.  Got on with them.  Stopped real suddenly and bunch of us fell.  A. Jones came and pushed us back up.  Had real nice program.  Walked to work to &amp;amp; to park &amp;amp; back.  Saw lots of kids I knew.  Had a swell time.  Wish Duane had been here too.  To bed early.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/1228621243635531419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/1228621243635531419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/1228621243635531419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/1228621243635531419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/06/wed-aug-15-1945.html' title='Wed Aug 15, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-1048347118013600449</id><published>2009-05-18T10:21:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:29:00.890-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="war surrender"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WWII"/><title type='text'>Tues Aug 14, 1945</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;The war is over!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;  News came through at 6:00 p.m.  Duane &amp;amp; John Rucker came down.  Went to town.  Everyone celebrating.  I&#39;ve never seen anything like it - the crowds &amp;amp; the noise.  It&#39;s all so wonderful!  I get a lump in my throat every time I think about it.  Got Jackie&#39;s picture for Mrs. Wallace.  Talked to Evelyn, Marsh and Helen Crabtree.  Mother &amp;amp; Charles&#39; wedding anniversary.  Duane didn&#39;t feel very good.  Went to last show.  Saw &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0037822/&quot;&gt;&quot;It&#39;s a Pleasure&quot;&lt;/a&gt;.  Grand.  At Mother&#39;s till eve.  &lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:CG Times;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;{ &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;From&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.euronet.nl/&quot;&gt; online&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emperor Hirohito announces the Japan defeat to his people. &lt;b&gt;Japan accepts an unconditional surrender.&lt;/b&gt; The fear of more atomic weapon attacks and the certainty of land defeat by the Soviets have combined to secure the complete surrender.&lt;/span&gt; }</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/1048347118013600449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/1048347118013600449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/1048347118013600449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/1048347118013600449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/tues-aug-14-1945.html' title='Tues Aug 14, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-4457989014172217194</id><published>2009-05-18T10:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:21:33.297-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Mon Aug 13, 1945</title><content type='html'>Tired.  Got to bed about 1:00 this morn.  Went up &amp;amp; got Jackie&#39;s picture.  Mrs. Wallace came down after it.  Edwin&#39;s sick.  Daddy had bad headache.  Folks in town.  Ironed.  Got card for Mother &amp;amp; Charles.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/4457989014172217194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/4457989014172217194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/4457989014172217194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/4457989014172217194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/mon-aug-13-1945.html' title='Mon Aug 13, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-1786634731135669635</id><published>2009-05-18T10:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:19:29.605-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Sun Aug 12, 1945</title><content type='html'>Up about 9:00.  Played with &quot;Jackie&quot;.  Am planning surprise party for Duane next Sun.  Had lots of fun but didn&#39;t do much.  Had best fried chicken.  They&#39;re all so swell to me.  I just feel as if I belong.  John R. here in aft.  Decided to go to show.  Had just stopped at home when Duane called.  Got home early.  Said didn&#39;t have much fun.  Saw &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0036777/&quot;&gt;&quot;Dragon Seed&quot;&lt;/a&gt;.  Very good.  Tonight was wonderful.  It&#39;s a beautiful feeling to be in love &amp;amp; to be &lt;u&gt;loved&lt;/u&gt;!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/1786634731135669635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/1786634731135669635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/1786634731135669635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/1786634731135669635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/sun-aug-12-1945.html' title='Sun Aug 12, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-2344042145050847132</id><published>2009-05-18T10:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:13:22.005-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Sat Aug 11, 1945</title><content type='html'>Got off work about 2:30. Went out to Mother&#39;s, then home.  Wallaces after me at 8:30.  Just poured.  We girls went to Illini.  Had fun but missed Duane.  Danced most of time with Nean.  Lyn &amp;amp; Marsh girls there.  Dance with Frances Traylor (?).  Nean &amp;amp; I went to sleep about 1:30.  They&#39;re all so wonderful!!  J. Rucker here for few minutes.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/2344042145050847132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/2344042145050847132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/2344042145050847132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/2344042145050847132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/sat-aug-11-1945.html' title='Sat Aug 11, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-8652391214524343522</id><published>2009-05-18T10:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:05:21.464-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Fri Aug 10, 1945</title><content type='html'>Well, I guess &quot;my honey&quot; is on his way o Chicago by now.  Golly, I&#39;m going to miss him!  Evelyn crying. She really likes Jack.  Washed hair this eve.  Folks in town.  Car out of gas this eve.  Pushed to station.  Japs wanting to surrender.  Waiting for news all day.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/8652391214524343522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/8652391214524343522' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/8652391214524343522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/8652391214524343522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/fri-aug-10-1945.html' title='Fri Aug 10, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-2770938127453270130</id><published>2009-05-18T09:59:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T10:14:14.637-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="WWII"/><title type='text'>Thurs Aug 9, 1945</title><content type='html'>Felt bad this morn.  Tummy-ache.  Gen &amp;amp; I slept at noon.  Felt better.  Duane &amp;amp; I to Argenta this eve.  Talked to lot of kids.  Then had to talk about going to Chicago, of course.  Duane and I had quite a talk about John R.  He isn&#39;t sure he wants to farm.  Had a swell eve.  Went to sleep in car.  In at 12:40.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;{ found this &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.euronet.nl/&quot;&gt;online&lt;/a&gt; about the war:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;;font-family:CG Times;font-size:85%;&quot;  &gt;A second atomic bomb is dropped, this time on Nagasaki. This one is more sophisticated but has a slightly less damaging impact. Even 50, 40,000 people are killed and the same immediacy of carnage is evident. President Truman announces that more bombs  will follow if the Potsdam Declaration is not accepted though, in fact, he hasn&#39;t any more to use. The Japanese Supreme Council convenes to agree to the Allies&#39; demands rovided the monarchy can be allowed to survive.  Hesitancy, from some of ie military, is personally dispelled by the Emperor. By now the Soviets have followed up their declaration of war by massing to move against the Japanese forces in Manchuria. More air and sea bombardment of Japanese islands and the mainland ikes place.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family:trebuchet ms;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size:85%;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;}&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/2770938127453270130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/2770938127453270130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/2770938127453270130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/2770938127453270130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/thurs-aug-9-1945.html' title='Thurs Aug 9, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-9182774664909808026</id><published>2009-05-18T09:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T09:59:22.310-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Wed Aug 8, 1945</title><content type='html'>Surprise!! - Dorothy P. has diamond.  Is beautiful!  Seems so happy.  &quot;Gen&quot; &amp;amp; I were looking at rings a Cook&#39;s.  Saw one I just love.  Lot of good it does me though.  Can dream though.  Got letter from Jack Graves.  Met Lorene&#39;s brother &amp;amp; sister-in-law.  Cute couple.  Luther &amp;amp; Hank Duncan&#39;s here.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/9182774664909808026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/9182774664909808026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/9182774664909808026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/9182774664909808026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/wed-aug-8-1945.html' title='Wed Aug 8, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-6945599483236246067</id><published>2009-05-15T18:58:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T21:56:46.512-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Tues Aug 7, 1945</title><content type='html'>Kinda disgusted at Dorothy &amp;amp; Evelyn.  Don&#39;t always do their share.  Duane called this eve. &amp;amp; came down.  Was surprised - felt lots better.  Had fun just acting silly.  Let him read some of my diary of 2 yrs ago.  Left at 12:00.  Oh, I love him!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/6945599483236246067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/6945599483236246067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/6945599483236246067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/6945599483236246067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/tues-aug-7-1945.html' title='Tues Aug 7, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-5346156512454567805</id><published>2009-05-15T18:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T18:58:09.282-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Mon Aug 6, 1945</title><content type='html'>Gee, I&#39;m tired.  Didn&#39;t get to bed till 1:30 this morn.  Went down to pay on Duane&#39;s I.D. bracelet at noon.  Sure lonesome.  Folks in town.  Pressed some clothes.  Evelyn got letter.  Lorene&#39;s brother home.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/5346156512454567805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/5346156512454567805' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/5346156512454567805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/5346156512454567805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/mon-aug-6-1945.html' title='Mon Aug 6, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-1555261888566849425</id><published>2009-05-14T13:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T14:00:22.750-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Sun Aug 5, 1945</title><content type='html'>Went to picnic at Weldon Springs with Allen Jones, Helen Crabtree, Evelyn M., &amp;amp; C. Stoutenborough.  Most fun in ages.  Went swimming &amp;amp; row-boat riding.  Jeepers - more fun!!  While eating started raining - really poured.  All got soaked.  Went to Decatur to show.  Saw &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0038172/&quot;&gt;&quot;Thunderhead&quot;&lt;/a&gt;.  Swell!  Had to go clear back to Maroa after car.  Golly, we had fun!  All the kids swell.  Duane sweet.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/1555261888566849425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/1555261888566849425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/1555261888566849425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/1555261888566849425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/sun-aug-5-1945.html' title='Sun Aug 5, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-3837095584900724140</id><published>2009-05-14T13:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:55:10.150-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Sat Aug 4, 1945</title><content type='html'>Off about 3:00.  Picked Grandma up &amp;amp; took Dorothy &amp;amp; Evelyn home.  Slept couple hrs.  Felt good. Duane &amp;amp; I had a grand time tonight.  Went to Illini.  Danced some fast pieces &amp;amp; Duane enjoyed it too.  Was talking about Mary Louise.  Got home about 12:30.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;{ Mary Louise was grandpa&#39;s sister.  Not sure how old she was or if she had passed away yet at this time.  She died young.  If anyone could clarify this, I would appreciate it!  Thanks! }&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/3837095584900724140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/3837095584900724140' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/3837095584900724140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/3837095584900724140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/sat-aug-4-1945.html' title='Sat Aug 4, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-2363904608978807605</id><published>2009-05-14T13:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T13:52:12.762-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Fri Aug 3, 1945</title><content type='html'>Evelyn, Lyn, &amp;amp; I ate supper together.  Evelyn, Lorene, &amp;amp; I worked.  Really busy.  Off at 8:45.  Lorene came home with me. Some man backed into car.  Broke light &amp;amp; bent bumper.  Lorene &amp;amp; I talked till pretty late.  Was swell talking to her again.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/2363904608978807605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/2363904608978807605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/2363904608978807605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/2363904608978807605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/fri-aug-3-1945.html' title='Fri Aug 3, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-4726193052557563250</id><published>2009-05-12T11:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T11:16:55.403-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Thurs Aug 2, 1945</title><content type='html'>Got letter from Wayne Morgan. Cute.  Really felt crazy today.  We girls had fun.  Duane came about 9:00.  Went to Argenta for awhile.  Laid out in yd on blanket.  Had a little fuss - my fault.  Went to sleep with arms around each other. When woke up I thought I was in heaven or something.  Was a wonderful feeling.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/4726193052557563250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/4726193052557563250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/4726193052557563250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/4726193052557563250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/thurs-aug-2-1945.html' title='Thurs Aug 2, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-3599707318534103437</id><published>2009-05-12T11:11:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T11:14:29.642-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="August 1945"/><title type='text'>Wed Aug 1, 1945</title><content type='html'>26 mo. &quot;steady&quot;.  &quot;Gen&quot; &amp;amp; I ate lunch with Barb &amp;amp; bunch of other girls from Arg.  4-H Achievement Day.  We went down to Masonic Temple to see exhibit.  Got pictures of Barb &amp;amp; Darlene Malone.  Washed my hair, ironed, took bath.  Hank Duncan &amp;amp; Mother here.  Lorene home sick - cramps.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/3599707318534103437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/3599707318534103437' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/3599707318534103437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/3599707318534103437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/wed-aug-1-1945.html' title='Wed Aug 1, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-3675882971338561112</id><published>2009-05-05T11:59:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T12:00:54.990-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="July 1945"/><title type='text'>July 23-July 31</title><content type='html'>{ All these pages have been torn out. Interesting... }</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/3675882971338561112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/3675882971338561112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/3675882971338561112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/3675882971338561112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/july-23-july-31.html' title='July 23-July 31'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-8147633459221007633</id><published>2009-05-05T11:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:59:55.040-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="July 1945"/><title type='text'>Sun July 22, 1945</title><content type='html'>Grandma here.  Collie died.  Judy, Lyn, Gen, Lorene, Lorraine &amp;amp; I to S.S. picnic.  Came sick this morn. &amp;amp; just felt terrible.  Couldn&#39;t eat.  Broke out in cold sweat -- cried.  Laid out on beach.  Read hot but only there about 1-1/2 hours.  Duane &amp;amp; I saw &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0037640/&quot;&gt;&quot;Diamond Horseshoe&quot;&lt;/a&gt; tonight.  Pretty good.  Didn&#39;t feel so good this eve, either.  Rode around, ate and home.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/8147633459221007633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/8147633459221007633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/8147633459221007633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/8147633459221007633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/sun-july-22-1945.html' title='Sun July 22, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-5283810644804241549</id><published>2009-05-05T11:46:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:50:05.760-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="July 1945"/><title type='text'>Sat July 21, 1945</title><content type='html'>Drove car in to garage.  Brought grandma &amp;amp; Lynette home.  Took Lorene home.  Slept from 6:00 til 7:40.  Duane didn&#39;t get down till 10:15.  Went to sleep with his head in my lap.  Felt like something wrong this eve.  Guess it&#39;s just me.  A big collie dog lay out by our hedge this eve.  It was hurt.  Daddy gave it some water.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/5283810644804241549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/5283810644804241549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/5283810644804241549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/5283810644804241549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/sat-july-21-1945.html' title='Sat July 21, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-7647838942053289838</id><published>2009-05-05T11:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:46:22.125-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="July 1945"/><title type='text'>Fri July 20, 1945</title><content type='html'>Lorene fixed my hair on top of head.  Liked it.  Evelyn had toothache this aft. so Dorothy worked with me.  Had a nice time.  Swell talking to her for a change.  Had I.D. bracelet laid back for Aug. 19.  Went with Gen at noon to buy her China.  Really pretty.  Daddy met me after work.  Washed hair.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/7647838942053289838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/7647838942053289838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/7647838942053289838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/7647838942053289838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/fri-july-20-1945.html' title='Fri July 20, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-7159354097344558260</id><published>2009-05-05T11:40:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:43:19.406-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="July 1945"/><title type='text'>Thurs July 19, 1945</title><content type='html'>At last - gee, this week has seemed so long.  Slept at noon.  Everyone was tired. Duane came down about 8:30 - just in from field - took Daddy to town after car &amp;amp; then out to Duane&#39;s so he could eat &amp;amp; get cleaned up.  Duane is so swell.  Gee, it was grand being together.  Had a wonderful time.  Laid out in yard on blanket - went to sleep.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/7159354097344558260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/7159354097344558260' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/7159354097344558260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/7159354097344558260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/thurs-july-19-1945.html' title='Thurs July 19, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3652995557297367400.post-9102524898991483756</id><published>2009-05-05T11:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T11:31:34.549-04:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="July 1945"/><title type='text'>Wed July 18, 1945</title><content type='html'>Well, the shower was quite a success.  &quot;Gen&quot; &amp;amp; I bought Mother a corsage.  Lorene got so many nice things &amp;amp; the girls from Springfield, etc. were so swell. I loved bunco.  Had fruit salad, cake, nut cups for refreshments.  To bed about 12:00.   Glad it&#39;s all over.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/feeds/9102524898991483756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3652995557297367400/9102524898991483756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/9102524898991483756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3652995557297367400/posts/default/9102524898991483756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wordsofgrandma.blogspot.com/2009/05/wed-july-18-1945.html' title='Wed July 18, 1945'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13789723615474728001</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>