June 5
Laura M., age 16, North Carolina
June 5, 1998
LAST DAY OF SCHOOL! KICK ASS. After it, me, Courtney, Karen, Ash and Née went to Karen’s Kanki 4 lunch. GOOD. Dropped off Née. Went 2 the mall 4 bathing suit. No luck. Went 2 Casey’s and Ash and Karen swam. Took Ash, Karen, Courtney to work. Hung out with Andy, Travis, Thor and Liam after 9:00 ish. Me, Courtney, Née spent night at Ash’s. NO MORE SCHOOL.
Laura M., age 15, North Carolina
June 5, 1997
LAST DAY! I can’t believe it. I finally did my Algebra exam. Went home with Renée. We watched T.V. and took a nap. It was fun, though. Em picked me up at 3:30. Came home and was really bored with T.V. and nothing else. Summer is here. Eddie picked me up but his friend was with him. I don’t like him. He’s too nice to women… Watched T.V. with dessert. “Jasper’s” for dinner.
Anna L., age 75, Illinois
June 5, 1960
Up early as usual. Lo out to cabin. We picked Carrie up. Stopped at church with clothing for drive. Lo to office then home. Pulled weeds and couldn’t mow because of moisture until later. Did the back before we etc. Later she did front. Went to cabin where she did a lot down at the barn. Helped what I could.
Marcy S., age 19, Tennessee
June 5, 1944
Nice morning but warm. Up about 8. Around 10 we left for the Smokies. Clouded up. We four had a big discussion about religion and Mum and Dad dislike emotional appeal, too. Then we got off on the post-war world and had a big time. Stopped in Knoxville for Pop to see a man. Betty and I went with Mum to have her glasses straightened and got caught in a little shower. Met Pop at the car and asked directions to Smokies — shortest route. We went by way of Sevierville and Gatlinburg — a beautiful drive. It started getting cooler after we got in the park and began rising. Betty and I got in the front seat so we could see better. The air was wonderful and everything was so green and luxuriant!! The rhododendron was just coming into bloom up on the Chimney Tops. We stopped at a pretty spot near a bridge and stream and had our lunch on the rocks. Betty and I climbed around and threw water at each other and I felt so oddly different — and Washington seemed a very real reality. We drove on up, up to Cumberland Gap over into N. Carolina and on up to Clingman’s Dome. We were up above the clouds there and it was so misty we could hardly see a thing. Very cool, too. Drove back down to Cumberland Gap and got out. Saw a black bear crossing the highway! A bus load of people were there, seeing the sights — among them a very good-looking soldier! Went up on a little ledge near the Appalachian Trail. Betty and I decided to follow the trail some day from Georgia to Maine. Saw a youngish man with a lovely black beard. Some very odd people up there! We left and drove around in search of bear but didn’t see him again. Drove back down — Betty admitted that these were mountains and not mere hills! They were magnificent in their rich green foliage — the mountainsides looked like clumps of velvet! Stopped at place we had our lunch and Pop changed his clothes. Betty and I threw more water in the general direction of each other and had fun! On we went and presently it started to rain — Betty and I got very sleepy and were soon dead to the world. It was such fun driving in the rain. When I awoke we were following a wide muddy stream bordered by green, green trees. Pretty soon Betty woke up and we learned we were returning by way of Maryville and it was almost 3 times as far. Went through Alcoa and saw the huge aluminum works. I drove myself and everyone else crazy with such things as “Sit still, Jill” and “Look at the lake, Jake.” It’s such a habit now that I can’t stop it! The drive from Alcoa to Knoxville was very pretty. We arrived about 5:30. Pop had some business and Mum, Betty and I went to George’s where I bought a pair of white sandals for the office. Then we went through the small shops and I found a pretty green and white flowered skirt. About 7 we met Pop at the S&W and had a delicious supper. More interesting people! Then Pop went to a Legion meeting and “we women” went shopping again. Had planned on going to a show but there wasn’t anything good on. Found a very cute white cotton blouse and then we went looking for a white skirt but couldn’t find any. The store closed at 9. We met Pop at the Farragut about 9 and went to an open soda fountain for a cooling drink. Back to car and set out for home. The drive seemed so short — because Betty and I slept, I guess. Tomorrow is my last day of freedom. Then I’ll be a working woman!
Marcy S., age 16, Tennessee
June 5, 1941
Nice. Warmer than last night, thank goodness! I was so sore I could hardly move and therefore had a good excuse to leave the house-cleaning till tomorrow. The afternoon was bright and beautiful. I went up to Helen’s and we sat out in the yard with Barbey while Helen dried her hair. I have two chigger bites; Helen discovered five after I mentioned it to her. Soon I went home and over to Clure’s to borrow a magazine. Mr. Tomilson was in the hall when I went in the front door and he looked at me and then turned away. Suddenly he looked again and said “Hello,” in the funniest way. I sat in the front yard and read till time to clean up. I rested after lunch. Mary called so I called her when I got up. She still wants me to spend a night with her before we leave. Mother decided, since the rest of the family would be away, to go to the Princess tonight and see the J.C.-sponsored “This Thing Called Love.”
About 7:00 I went up to get Helen but she was fussing with her curls. Mrs. Marvey was there “gossiping” with Mrs. McCarter and I amused Barbara. Finally Helen was ready. It was a lovely summer evening. We didn’t get to the Webbo till 7:20. Saw newsreel and previews. Then Kay Francis, Jack Oakie, etc. in “Little Men.” The boy (Jimmy Somebody) Danny was a perfect boy -- I just loved him. Helen thought he was a sissy but I certainly did not. It was a good picture and I was very sorry when it was over. (George and A.B. saw the picture this afternoon and George liked it a lot. We saw Donald Duck -- a person -- in the show.) We stayed to see chapter 14 of a serial. Very exciting and of course stopped in the best place.
We went outside to the box office and Mary persuaded us to wait about twelve minutes and then William would drive us home. Helen and I started to the rest room and just as we were going in, William loomed up and we nearly collided with him. (He wasn’t in the rest room but the aisle.) Helen and I got tickled. While Mary helped put the money away or something, Helen and I sat out in the car with Willie and talked. At last Mary came. She is so pretty -- sometimes I wish she weren’t quite so pretty. Instead of going straight home we drove out to Walnut Hill and half around town. Mary and I let Helen and William have the front seat. Mary said every time she thought of Canada a thrill went through her and she feared it was too good to be true. I hastily added, “Almost.” After wasting a good deal of gas we prevailed upon William to drive us home and Mom was out front looking up the street for me. It was then about 10:00. I got a mild bawling-out. To bed and in a good mood.
Aloys F., age 16, County Cork, Ireland
June 5, 1926
Result of Arithmetic was out to-day. I got 65%, and two other fellows got the same. In Irish I got 244/400, 3rd place in class. Was kept back for dinner to-day because Dr. Scannell has decided that I am to be one of the thurifers in to-morrow’s big procession, and after dinner we had a long practice of two hours. Mick Martin, the Yank, is to be thurifer with me, there being two other couples for relays, because it is strenuous work walking backwards, and swinging the thurible. There are also three relays of canopy bearers. Our turn will be going out from Patrick’s to Parnell Bridge, and coming back from SS. Peter and Paul’s to Patrick’s Bridge again. All the confraternities, schools, orders of priests and monks in religious habits, students and professors of College in their gowns, and Lord Mayor, the Civic Guards and companies of military will take part. All the choirs massed, and the military band will be under Pappie. In an indirect way the whole things is due to Pappie, who has always been speaking to the Canon and the Bishop about the necessity of having in Catholic Cork a procession which takes place even in Protestant cities of the continent. Had to go on message after practice to Reparation Convent. Heard that there was a wonderful picture on of Ireland 1798-1916, went, but it was really hopeless.
*(Original Archive Copyright © Estate of Aloys Fleischmann. The Fleischmann Diaries Online Archive by Róisín O’Brien is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License. Used with permission.)
Henry S., age 26, Michigan
June 5, 1888
I have been having a bad feeling in my throat today, and have not done anything much. Sprayed a few trees this forenoon, and hoed some in the garden. Old Mr. Dwight was buried up here this afternoon, and all went to the funeral but Una and I. Wrote a letter to Fred Neill today. I practiced rapid writing tonight but I can’t come up to the speed written and talked about. It has been very warm today, up to 80 degrees above.
*(R. Henry Scadin Collection, D.H. Ramsey Library Special Collections, UNC Asheville)
Henry S., age 25, Michigan
June 5, 1887
I got up about 6 o’clock this morning and by the time I got my chores and house work done, got ready for church and walked over to Neill’s the last bell rang and so I did not go, but went with Fred out to his farm instead. We went down to Crystal Lake also, and picked up pebbles, getting back soon after 2 P.M. It was very hot just at that time. It showered about from 5 to 7, and may rain more tonight. I ate dinner at Neill’s and am going to spend the evening there. Kate expected to be with me this Sunday but failed for some reason. I hope she will get here in a few days now. I have caught no mice today, and heard some around.
*(R. Henry Scadin Collection, D.H. Ramsey Library Special Collections, UNC Asheville)
Cornelia H., age 26, North Carolina
June 5, 1863
No news today but one letter came as Mr. Henry brought the mail yesterday. I made or rather finished Zona’s dress & sewed some on Pinck’s pants. I sewed them up on the machine. I made six sacks Wednesday evening on the machine. They were made of the tent cloth, the one I made Mr. Henry the time he went to the Laurel war. They are very dirty. He is going to send after some wheat to Haywood. He gives six dollars & a half for wheat & sells flour at 25$ a hundred.
*(Fear in North Carolina: The Civil War Journals and Letters of the Henry Family, Eds. Karen L. Clinard and Richard Russell, used with permission.)
Cornelia H., age 25, North Carolina
June 5, 1862
Mr. Henry went to Asheville this morning, took Pinck & Zona. They were delighted. I ironed some today & mended up the ironed clothes. Mr. Henry went after something that is broken at the mill, now in Asheville to be mended. He got back after dinner.
*(Fear in North Carolina: The Civil War Journals and Letters of the Henry Family, Eds. Karen L. Clinard and Richard Russell, used with permission.)
Samuel P., age 34, London
June 5, 1667
Up, and with Mr. Kenaston by coach to White Hall to the Commissioners of the Treasury about getting money for Tangier, and did come to, after long waiting, speak with them, and there I find them all sat; and, among the rest, Duncomb lolling, with his heels upon another chair, by that, that he sat upon, and had an answer good enough, and then away home, and (it being a most windy day, and hath been so all night, South West, and we have great hopes that it may have done the Dutch or French fleets some hurt) having got some papers in order, I back to St. James’s, where we all met at Sir W. Coventry’s chamber, and dined and talked of our business, he being a most excellent man, and indeed, with all his business, hath more of his employed upon the good of the service of the Navy, than all of us, that makes me ashamed of it. This noon Captain Perriman brings us word how the Happy Returne’s [crew] below in the Hope, ordered to carry the Portugal Ambassador to Holland (and the Embassador, I think, on board), refuse to go till paid; and by their example two or three more ships are in a mutiny: which is a sad consideration, while so many of the enemy’s ships are at this day triumphing in the sea. Here a very good and neat dinner, after the French manner, and good discourse, and then up after dinner to the Duke of York and did our usual business, and are put in hopes by Sir W. Coventry that we shall have money, and so away, Sir G. Carteret and I to my Lord Crew to advise about Sir G. Carteret’s carrying his accounts to-morrow to the Commissioners appointed to examine them and all other accounts since the war, who at last by the King’s calling them to him yesterday and chiding them will sit, but Littleton and Garraway much against their wills. The truth of it is, it is a ridiculous thing, for it will come to nothing, nor do the King nor kingdom good in any manner, I think. Here they talked of my Lord Hinchingbroke’s match with Lord Burlington’s daughter, which is now gone a pretty way forward, and to great content, which I am infinitely glad of. So from hence to White Hall, and in the streete Sir G. Carteret showed me a gentleman coming by in his coach, who hath been sent for up out of Lincolneshire, I think he says he is a justice of peace there, that the Council have laid by the heels here, and here lies in a messenger’s hands, for saying that a man and his wife are but one person, and so ought to pay but 12d. for both to the Poll Bill; by which others were led to do the like: and so here he lies prisoner. To White Hall, and there I attended to speak with Sir W. Coventry about Lanyon’s business, to get him some money out of the Prize Office from my Lord Ashly, and so home, and there to the office a little, and thence to my chamber to read, and supper, and to bed. My father, blessed be God! finds great ease by his new steel trusse, which he put on yesterday. So to bed. The Duke of Cambridge past hopes of living still.
*(The Diary of Samuel Pepys M.A. F.R.S., edited by Henry B. Wheatley F.S.A., London, George Bell & Sons York St. Covent Garden, Cambridge Deighton Bell & Co., 1893.)