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Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Don't Let an Assassination Spoil Your Fun

A Day in the Life: September 27th


(Aged 14)
Wea. cloudy                                  SUN. SEPT. 27, 1896               Ther. 

Rode my wheel to church + came back by Peck Settlement.


(Aged 16)
Wea.                                            TUE. SEPT. 27, 1898               Ther.

Ma, Rollie + I went over to Ann Marie’s.  Christa + I went hunting.  I killed a partridge.


(Aged 17)
Wea.                                             WED. SEPT. 27, 1899               Ther.

NO ENTRY AGAIN UNTIL OCTOBER 2nd.



(Aged 18)
Wea.                                              THU. SEPT. 27, 1900                 Ther.

Went to school with Gorden.  Ernest Bragg paid me $5 for the bicycle he bought.  Pa went to the burg.  In eve studied till 10 o’clock.*


(Aged 19)
Wea.                                              FRI. SEPT. 27, 1901                Ther.

Alice, Pearle, Ruth + I went to the PanAmerican.  Left Falconer at 7.15 A.M.  and got home 3.30 A.M.  Was very tired.  Cost $8.  Ray Harrington done the chores.
President McKinley's last Speech. 


(Aged 20)
Wea.                                               SAT.  SEPT. 27, 1902             Ther.

Gail got a load of sand up to Shaw’s.  Ernie Shaw renewed his note.


(Aged 21)
Wea.                                              SUN.  SEPT. 27, 1903                  Ther.

NO ENTRY AGAIN UNTIL OCTOBER 10th.


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Editor's Note:  Okay,  I find this a bit bizarre.  President McKinley was assassinated at the PanAmerican exposition in Buffalo just a few weeks before Allen and the girls go.  Mckinley was shot on September 6, 1901 after giving a speech there and died from the wound on September 14, 1901.  Allen supported McKinley--he and Frank made little Rollie a Mckinley flag back in July of 1896.  Why is there absolutely no mention of the shooting nor the President's death.  I remember Allen was quite moved by the Spanish American War and the destruction of the Maine.  I would have thought this event would have called for comment too.

However, instead of having a pall over the event, the jolly party go and have a wonderfully exhausting time.  And, though not mentioned, Alice is pregnant.  I don't know many pregnant woman who are in their third trimester and feel much like being out and about for nearly 24 hours.  Amazing.  I wonder if she really was such the delicate flower her father worried she was.  Though I don't know how heavy Uncle Willard was when he was born, my grandmother was 11lbs.  I'm guessing none of Alice's babies were small.


 Now do we think they already had bought tickets long before McKinley's death or do we think that event just made the journey more interesting?  Just asking.



* again, falling asleep at the table.


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