(Sally here: Well, It’s been a while hasn’t since my last entry. I keep saying I’m going to get better but this new adventure of mine is keeping me pretty busy. Part of this adventure that I’m embarking on is that I’m in the process of reading, researching and cataloging all the diaries in my private collection; no easy task but I’m having so much fun doing so. BUT, I’m not giving up on my blogs and hopefully this new project of mine will enable me to share more and more diaries. I appreciate all your patience with me. Sal)
“And now long enough have I stayed at home, I’m tried of self and would onward roam.
So boarding a steamer with many flags gay, I’ll off to the folk across the way.
Not once, nor even twice, but several times, crossing the ocean by various lines.
I’ll over to Europe, Egypt, Japan, and gather from each the joy that I can.
To brighten these all alone days of mine, tho never forgetting the sorrows of time.
For sorrows are life’s refining plan, bringing closer to God the heart of man.”
I’m finally back from Texas (Roundtop Antique Show). It was such an amazing trip (way too much to express here) so again I’ve picked up my own diary to write about my experiences. I’ve read thousands of diaries in my lifetime and figuring out “why” people write in their diary is one of the most fascinating aspect of reading other peoples diaries. As for me, I write to get things out of my head and off my heart, but of course that never works; somethings will always stay with you regardless of how wonderful or how painful….yet I still write.
And with all that said, I want to introduce you to Dorothy. I just found this diary a few months ago and this, her 1st passage, is so surreal. Her last words just blew me away, it was if she was talking to me……me a “girl of this century”
“WHAT YOU WILL”
“Sept. 13, 1919. A great many people have advised me to keep a journal saying that if one keeps a journal he will be more likely to find interesting events going on around him, so I, Dorthy, am going to keep this one. I am twelve, thirteen next month. I’m in my first year of High now and hope to be the rest of this year. I have a father and mother and a brother. Also a dear friend whose name is Sara Louise Spear. I met her at Hampton Beach where our family stays summers. She is a dear and I surely do love her. My best friend here at home is Marion Hansome now. I really like her very much although our friendship now is a bit strained. I’ve read so many books about other girls who kept diaries years ago who had them and then girls of this century found them. I would like nothing better than to have this book found and read after I am gone. I hope if such happens that the people who find it think it interesting.”
The little handwritten card on this page says, “Now ou’d better look out big folks, for my Teddy bites, he do. And if ou’re bad and try to tease me, they’ll be nuffin left of you!. July 1919.”
Well, if your seeing this particular blog for the first time then your probably a bit confused with these photos. It would help you to start from the beginning of this, Louise’s blog, as it would help you better understand this incredible and very eccentric woman. She came from such heartache, more than most of us have to deal with in a life time. On this scrap page with these photos she has written “Off Duty” and then also written a little poem which reads…. “Don’t let me fool you, my hair is grey and so has been for many a day. So think of me friends as you darn please, Teddy and I will still drink at our ease!”
I haven’t forgotten my posts. Between moving (after 23 years of being in the same house and same town) and family Christmas vacations, my blogging and diary business was put on hold. BUT no longer thankfully and I have more time (because of my decision to move) to devote to my blog, my facebook page, my new instagram page and my business and I’m very excited to see what the future brings. So, I will continue on with these diary entries soon but until then I thought it only fitting to quote one of my favorite New Year entry from an 1873 diary in my collection……
“January 1st, 1873 Arthur gave me this diary. I now commence at the opening of this New Year with another diary. With the uncertainty of ever covering even one page after this one with my thoughts or deeds of mine, nevertheless I begin, “seeing not a step before me as I tread the days of the year. The past is still in Gods keeping, the future his mercy shall clear. What looks dark in the distance may brighten as I draw near.”