I picked up Mom's 1981 calendar a few days ago to see what was happening that year. As we know, February can be awfully cold.
Monday, February 2, 1981
7 degrees below at 7:45 a.m. cold stock water froze & heating element burnt - tried to put a washer on waterer - broke it- I went
to Hardward Store at 5:30 to get T so could keep water facet from
freezing. Cattle short of water today.
Tuesday, February 3, 1981
4 degrees below @ 7:15 got stock waterer fixed in am. Went to Scranton for lunch & I got my hair set. Vern played pool. Home about 3:30 p.m. Read and watched TV rest of day.
Wednesday, February 4, 1981
2 degrees below @ 7:00 a.m. warmed up to 15 degree -raw - sun shining - got title & registration for car. Went to see Mom alittle. Vern got an adjustment. I went to Wed. Club in p.m. at Carol Coles- stopped at Ray & Linda Sabus on way home.
Stopped at Pauline Caddens.
Thursday, February 5, 1981
17 degrees at 7 a.m. windy - cleaned deep freezer. snow squalls off & on all day. Took gizzards to Linda Sabus - Vern went to town in p.m. I read & cut out dress & jacket for Pauline Cadden.
Friday, February 6, 1981
6 degrees @ 7 o'clock - took splitter down to Ray Sabus in a.m. & split up some wood _ I went to Jeff for meat in p.m. -Vern spent p.m. at the lounge- took splitter to Dale after lunch.
Saturday, February 7, 1981
24 degrees @ 7:30 a.m. cloudy-high winds dirt blowing. I baked raspberry pie- cleaned house- sewed a little. Getting colder all day. Kids came about 5:30.
The reason I chose this February week of 1981 was because I like to look back at calendars that are approximate the current year's calendar. This week of February was 35 years ago. I thought comparing temperatures might be interesting to those in the 2017 cold winter.
So what is significant enough to give this Mondays With Mary the subtitle of Raspberry Pie.
I love Raspberry Pie. Black Raspberry Pie to be exact. So I am reading along in Mom's calendar and read that she made a raspberry pie. I am immediately upset. She should not make raspberry pie without me there to eat it. What kind of mother is she? I calm down and read the next nine words. Then the ones that
made me ashamed of myself. Kids came about 5:30.
I guess she made the pie for me.