Cold and windy. My eyesight bad. Rose here.

Snowing hard all day. Rose here. Jim from Kinney’s here twice. Angie here. Also Rose. Cathy here. She did a huge washing.

A sunny day. Cold. Nurse Cheryl here to give me my shot. Angie here twice. She brought me donut and decorations for my window. Rose here. Jim from Kinney’s here. I called Jim. My eyes still bad.

Rose here for paper. A lazy day.

Snowing and cold. Jim took me to see Dr. LaPoint. He brought me several pair of socks, black and white. I have an infection in my ankle. Nurse here.

Snow flurries. Angie here. Also Marianne. Rose here.

Snowing all day. Rose here. Our VIP banquet. Many calls but we had it and 19 people there. Real nice. Heather decided not to come as she lives in Governeur. Cindy Granger and family put on a good meal.

Cold and snowy. Jim took me to my appointment with Dr. Burda for my eyes. Pressure 14. Vi got home from hospital. Rose here. Shirley Berry here to ask me to do the devotions at Christmas banquet December 16.

Snowing some. Doris H called. Rose here. Also Arlene Wilson. Debby nurse called. My blood test was good yesterday.

Snowy and cold. Rose here. My back bad.

A snowy day. Cold. Rose here. Our 75th anniversary. I made hot cocoa in evening in Merrill’s large coffee mug. Good.

I’m not feel good. I didn’t get dressed all day. Rose here. Vi had a good night home. I called Shirley Berry and asked her to get someone to take my place at the banquet Thursday.

A snowy day. Rose here. Julia brought me two donuts. Jim called. He is at Jolie’s in NC. He is leaving for Kansas tonight or tomorrow.

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Debby called. They got moved and like their new place.

Still snowing. Church out here but I didn’t go out.

The Philadelphia Baptist church pastor and wife Amy brought me a bag of goodies.

First church brought me nice bad of goodies.

Snowy. Rose here. Kinney’s man brought my drugs. I gave Jeff and Seth Christmas tip and card.

Snow flurries. Cold. Rose here. Nurse Stephanie here. I called Jim. He’s been sick and still in Kansas. He will be home Tuesday.

Still cold but not a bad day.

Cold but not a bad day. Vern, June, Steve, Jolie, Shawn Michael and Madison here. June and Vern brought ham dinner. Good. Jim is in Kansas. He’s been sick. A nice time together. Jolie and kids staying at Jim’s house. Jim called twice. Joel called. Also talked with Camille.

Rose here. Jolie and kids outside but couldn’t get in because I had no phone. A lazy day. I watched the move “Sound of Music”. Angie here.

A sunny day. Very cold. Jolie called in morning. My bedroom phone was off the hook since Christmas day. Oprah had Julie Andrews and Christopher Plummer and all the cast of Sound of Music on her show today. Great!! Rose here. Angie here.

Jim home. NOTE: This was the last entry that mom wrote in her diary– 67 years, 12 months, 28 days – of a nearly unbroken daily record of her life and times. (Vernon A Tryon)

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No entry. June’s comments: Completing Mom Tryon’s diary has been a labor of love. The idea started as a result of Mom expressing how nice it would be if she could re read her diaries which she started in 1964. Because of her vision that task would be very difficult, if not impossible to do. The early diaries were 5-year diaries, small in format, leather bound, with a strap and key. Each page had a small space for an entry to be written each year for 5 years. Needless to say, after all those years, many of the entries were blurred and distorted. But, it seemed like such a worthy task that the project began. I had decided to use 18-point type and arrange each year in a separate 3-ring notebook. Each completed notebook had the year placed on the outside spine so that it would be clearly visible to Mom. Additionally, I decided to reduce the type size and make a copy of each year for Mom’s son Jim. Two more copies were made for our two sons, Steven and Daniel. And an additional copy we kept for ourselves. My copies have been arranged numerically in four 4-inch binders with tabs to indicate the year. An impressive document to say the least. (Approximately 2015 pages). As the project moved along, we would take the completed years to Mom. They got a lot of attention since her friends, and relatives were always curious to check specific dates to see what she may have written on those days. The diaries, even without the large print addition, had always been a source of accurate information about births, deaths, worldly events, local news and family happenings. People would often come to her to have her check out some information they knew would have been accurately recorded in her diary. Over time, the historic record cannot be ignored. For it offers vast information about people, places, and the growing and changing world in which she lived. Throughout the document, Bea’s optimistic and positive outlook is evident. She loved her husband, her children, grandchildren, and great grandchildren. She loved her relatives and like her own mother, took great pride in knowing her family history. She loved her neighbors and cared about them. She offered her talents and gifts to the world in which she lived, and her diaries reflect the faith she had throughout her entire life. Unfortunately, the 18-point yearly records were not completed before her passing in the winter of 2011. I regret that I did not push harder to complete the project before her death. I know she enjoyed reading all the years that were completed for her as there are references throughout the later diary years to indicate how much she liked re reading the years that had been especially typed for her poor vision. She would often write, “It is like reliving my life all over again.” For that I am so thankful for I know how much the diary project pleased her. After her death, it would have been easy to stop the retyping. But whenever I reflected on that, I felt compelled to carry on. I am sure she would have wanted me to complete the project. Furthermore, I wanted Jim, and our family to see the whole picture. To understand the roots of their upbringing, and know this person they called mom, grandma, or great grandma. So the completed work is here before us. Her last entry, December 28, 2010 was “Jim home”, a reference to his being out of town and her need to know he was now nearby. It was almost as if she was waiting for his return to begin the process we all realized would shortly be her last days with us. Since her last entry was December 28, Vernon will add some entries to the 2011 diary using notes he took until her passing. Living in a day of computer technology (A far cry from the beginning of the diary) our son Steven has built a website called grandmothersdiary.com On that site, you too can read or browse the diary years at your leisure.