She went by "Vi" and like me, kept a journal, loved bottled cokes and to pick blackberries along the levee. Every Monday was a "Blue Monday", a sentiment I have inherited wholeheartedly. She wrote about her love for French class, often practicing what she learned in the journal. She talks about eating watermelon and ice cream with friends, of visiting family and and of going to downtown Baton Rouge for violet ribbons and soda. She wrote of dates with my great-grandfather, Lee Wilson, and also of another suitor, a cat she calls "Wheeler".
Daily Reminder 1925 |
Viola M. Marchand 726 Spain Street Baton Rouge, Louisiana |
Hark! 'tis the Striking of the calendar; Dead yesterday and unborn tomorrow. |
Wheeler Dropped by for a few minutes but didn't stay long, eh? Nothing much, eh? |
Super cool.
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