I didn’t tell you about that, did I. Miss Crone called me up to her desk Wed. 7th period.
Read MoreAn all too brief day.
Read MoreSomehow today has seemed awfully hollow. I’ve laughed until I cried, I’ve been happy, and I enjoyed prayer-meeting but underneath it all there has been that relentless nagging.
Read MoreMy grandmother, Mary (Cady) Priddy (1924-2014), left behind her high school diary. It was primarily written during her senior year of high school, 1941, in Richburg, New York.
The diary covers everyday activities (family life, school, church, hanging out with friends) as well as Mary's high school romance, the bombing of Pearl Harbor, and hometown boys enlisting in the military after America's entry into World War II.
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