Soapweed
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My journal entry for Monday, January 22, 1968
Today was Sybil's 10th birthday! It was celebrated in fine style, but I will get to that later.
I arose at 6:00, had breakfast with the first table, and read a little while before the girls got up. Dad came in just when Sybil thought he had forgotten her birthday. He had his hand behind his back and flung something at her. It turned out to be a ten-year-old hackamore that Sybil had been wanting. (He got by pretty easy, as no one uses this bridle anyway.)
Sybil did pretty well, gift-wise. Besides the hackamore, she also received a jackknife, "opera glasses," leather gloves, a pair of overalls [jeans], a tic-tac-toe game, and a few other items.
On the "Birthday Club" over Chadron KCSR radio, we heard Sybil's name announced. This made her happy.
We went to school but didn't have to go to band, as Mr. Phipps had a doctor appointment for his back. All day in school, everything was just about "average."
For dinner, rice or chile was the main dish. The noon hour was devoted to doing acrobatic stunts with a broom, and seeing how much grip we had on a scale. The whole sophomore class was crazier than a bunch of lunatics this afternoon, which kind of got both Mrs. Jess and Mr. McKay mad at us. As a reward for our hard efforts, they both really piled on hard assignments. Phys ed went by okay, and it was soon time for school to be out.
I had quite a load going home. Sandra, Deb, Shirley Galloway, and Mrs. Forester went home with me. Getting the mail was the only stop along the way.
Sybil had quite a gang out for her birthday party. Her whole classroom was here. Ruthie Buckles, Shirley Galloway, Shirley Goodwin, and Sybil were the fourth graders. Third graders were: Kurt Weber, Loren Bennett, Donnie Day, Caroline Rhodes, Lucille Busick, Paula Goodwin, and Patty Buckles. Deb and Brad Moreland, Sandra, and Lisa Weber were "helpers." Aunt Joy [Moreland] and Bonnie Weber were lady sponsors, and of course Mrs. Forester (Sybil's teacher) was here. Mom was chief cook and party planner.
I changed my clothes and went out to where Dad was painting some new shelves in the saddle room. It is getting to be a pretty fancy place. I then went over to the granary and helped Lloyd get the grinder-mixer squared away to unload the grain he had spent all afternoon grinding. I saddled Hawk Eye and got in a cross-bred calf that had the scours. We doctored him, and then I helped Lloyd get started grinding another load. Dad and I went in and snacked with the party-goers. Barbequed hamburgers, German chocolate cake and ice cream made up the menu. It all tasted very good.
Dad started delivering little kids back to their homes, and I went out and did chores. A little homework, a telephone call from John, and my "dear diary" are occupying the rest of the evening.
Today was Sybil's 10th birthday! It was celebrated in fine style, but I will get to that later.
I arose at 6:00, had breakfast with the first table, and read a little while before the girls got up. Dad came in just when Sybil thought he had forgotten her birthday. He had his hand behind his back and flung something at her. It turned out to be a ten-year-old hackamore that Sybil had been wanting. (He got by pretty easy, as no one uses this bridle anyway.)
Sybil did pretty well, gift-wise. Besides the hackamore, she also received a jackknife, "opera glasses," leather gloves, a pair of overalls [jeans], a tic-tac-toe game, and a few other items.
On the "Birthday Club" over Chadron KCSR radio, we heard Sybil's name announced. This made her happy.
We went to school but didn't have to go to band, as Mr. Phipps had a doctor appointment for his back. All day in school, everything was just about "average."
For dinner, rice or chile was the main dish. The noon hour was devoted to doing acrobatic stunts with a broom, and seeing how much grip we had on a scale. The whole sophomore class was crazier than a bunch of lunatics this afternoon, which kind of got both Mrs. Jess and Mr. McKay mad at us. As a reward for our hard efforts, they both really piled on hard assignments. Phys ed went by okay, and it was soon time for school to be out.
I had quite a load going home. Sandra, Deb, Shirley Galloway, and Mrs. Forester went home with me. Getting the mail was the only stop along the way.
Sybil had quite a gang out for her birthday party. Her whole classroom was here. Ruthie Buckles, Shirley Galloway, Shirley Goodwin, and Sybil were the fourth graders. Third graders were: Kurt Weber, Loren Bennett, Donnie Day, Caroline Rhodes, Lucille Busick, Paula Goodwin, and Patty Buckles. Deb and Brad Moreland, Sandra, and Lisa Weber were "helpers." Aunt Joy [Moreland] and Bonnie Weber were lady sponsors, and of course Mrs. Forester (Sybil's teacher) was here. Mom was chief cook and party planner.
I changed my clothes and went out to where Dad was painting some new shelves in the saddle room. It is getting to be a pretty fancy place. I then went over to the granary and helped Lloyd get the grinder-mixer squared away to unload the grain he had spent all afternoon grinding. I saddled Hawk Eye and got in a cross-bred calf that had the scours. We doctored him, and then I helped Lloyd get started grinding another load. Dad and I went in and snacked with the party-goers. Barbequed hamburgers, German chocolate cake and ice cream made up the menu. It all tasted very good.
Dad started delivering little kids back to their homes, and I went out and did chores. A little homework, a telephone call from John, and my "dear diary" are occupying the rest of the evening.
