Hiking on the Creek - Sunday, February 14, 1960

Only about twice all day did I remember this was Valentine's Day. We came home without staying for church since Daddy had chores to finish. Peggy and Keith were there for Sunday School. We brought their kids home while they went to the Methodist Church. We had them and Cuddebacks come for dinner. Grandma and Grandpa were sick still. We kids hiked on the creek.

Grandpa Separates the Wash Water - Saturday, February 13, 1960

Eye strain. I'm going to need glasses yet. I shouldn't have moved my wall lamp from over my desk to over my bed. I can't see very well for writing. Tonight when we were doing chores we blew a fuse, so there was some running around and confusion. Grandpa poured the wash water instead of milk into the cream separator. I keep blowing my poor nose. Friday (district declam contest), here I come.

Reading North to the Orient - Friday, February 12, 1960

This morning after being stuck twice in the driveway and stopping to give Moores a potato to take to the hamster in Mom's Kindergarten room at school, we finally made it to town and did the wash. We girls got our hair cut. Then I phoned Marilyn for a friendly chat. I would like to go to Washington to school next year. I didn't get too much done. I'm reading Mom's North to the Orient by Anne Morrow Lindbergh.

Dug Out by Snowplow and Maintainer - Thursday, February 11, 1960

I guess I set my goals for what I wanted to accomplish today too high. I finished my "speech" on the First World War for history - now to "learn" it. I drew illustrations for it. But this afternoon I did hardly a thing. The snowplow and maintainer dug out Grandma's road and our road so we went out to do chores tonight. The Browns helped Grandpa yesterday and this morning.

A Bad Midwest Snow Storm - Wednesday, February 10, 1960

There was no school today and there won't be any the rest of the week. Our blizzard was called a "midwest storm that closed literally all southern Iowa schools and made roads impossible." Mr. Colliver said it is "the worst since I've been in Iowa." Chick said, "the worst since I've been farming." The weatherman said, "It is one of the worst the Midwest ever had." Yesterday and last night the barometric pressure was the lowest the U.S. Weather Bureau has on record.

Hit by a Blizzard - Tuesday, February 9, 1960

I went back to school but what a day. We have a real blizzard. I think we could have come home early if Mrs. Small, Mr. Fudge and the girls taking shorthand hadn't had a bus in Iowa City. Yesterday was such a beautiful day, too. Despite the weather, they probably played the last girls' basketball game West Chester will ever have tonight. By the way, we have to go to school in Wellman next year even though the new high school isn't built yet.

A Day Home From School - Monday, February 8, 1960

I stayed home from school today although now I don't think it was too necessary. By noon my temperature was normal again and my headache was about gone. Phyllis and Mom got all my assignments except physics. But heavens, I'm supposed to have a day to make up my classes. It was a lazy day.