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Iowa Byington Reed diary, January 1, 1916-December 12, 1919
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Sunday December 29th 1918 I did not try to get up. I was quite free from pain. I wrote a long letter to Lizzie Lindley and one to Lydia. There was more mail for me yesterday. Ott came up in the evening to talk about business. Will did so expect to look over all this himself before we went away. I am so lonely. if only I could speak to him, if only for a moment. Monday December 30th 1918 Hattie busy sewing. I got up and down stairs in afternoon. to do some writing. LeGrand and Fannie were here awhile. I gave LeGrand what was left of Wills cigars and his heavy overcoat. Tuesday December 31st 1918 i got up at noon to eat dinner. Hattie had the young folks here. Rob took her & Fannie over to Orrie Spencers for dinner and Cora & Lulu did up the work. Later Mary Woolf came Rob brought Hattie home about 5 oclock. I wrote some in the evening. The year has gone and I am left a widow. The desolation is beyond expression. Four weeks today Will and I were so happy in our plans and the hope I was to be well again. There is nothing to look forward to now. Not to hear his voice again or feel the touch of his hand. The world is so empty. Snowed all afternoon.
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Sunday December 29th 1918 I did not try to get up. I was quite free from pain. I wrote a long letter to Lizzie Lindley and one to Lydia. There was more mail for me yesterday. Ott came up in the evening to talk about business. Will did so expect to look over all this himself before we went away. I am so lonely. if only I could speak to him, if only for a moment. Monday December 30th 1918 Hattie busy sewing. I got up and down stairs in afternoon. to do some writing. LeGrand and Fannie were here awhile. I gave LeGrand what was left of Wills cigars and his heavy overcoat. Tuesday December 31st 1918 i got up at noon to eat dinner. Hattie had the young folks here. Rob took her & Fannie over to Orrie Spencers for dinner and Cora & Lulu did up the work. Later Mary Woolf came Rob brought Hattie home about 5 oclock. I wrote some in the evening. The year has gone and I am left a widow. The desolation is beyond expression. Four weeks today Will and I were so happy in our plans and the hope I was to be well again. There is nothing to look forward to now. Not to hear his voice again or feel the touch of his hand. The world is so empty. Snowed all afternoon.
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