Yesterday I started in on transcribing my Nana's journals. These little treasures have been sitting in a bag in my parent's garage for a good long time now and are just starting to see the light of day again.
I've started off with her first one written in 1947 by her 16-year-old self, with a sweet little note in the front that say's: hands off see! Among other things I've learned that she seems to have a beau named Don and wearing his sweater is just the best thing is the world, she has a test in Spanish on verbs and they took a Sunday drive through Pasadena. The cutest. I'm really getting excited to read more and to learn more about her. And with 15 (almost) full journals, I've got a lot of reading and learning to do.
Wish me luck!