“Aunt Mena plays too loud to sing to.” Sunday, September 30, 1945
30 Sun. Awoke before ten. Went to church with Stutts. Alice, Isabelle & I sang “The Glory Song.” Dad & Mr. Stutt were fishing, so didn’t go to church. We had fish for supper. We had plenty of music this evening. Aunt Mena plays too loud to sing to.
Oct 1 Mon. Mom brought Aunt M., Alice, Isabelle, Doris, Robert & I to town. Luck was certainly with me! I found my lost glove. Got a sight balance in the Synoptic, then did almost the same in my Accounts Receivable. Took me only a very short time to find at 2 hrs. Feeling was wonderful. Did a few necessary things tonight.
2 Tues. Had quite a bit of work this morn, so couldn’t get my statements done. Worked on them this afternoon, though, and got some finished. C.C.Y.M. tonight. Just fifteen members, but we had a short business & education, then lunch, which consisted of Jelly, Coffee and Cookies. Teased Alice before 8 as she was going to the show.
3 Wed. Beautiful day, Ivy was back at work, and Claris is still there, so we have an office full. I had plenty I could have done there this afternoon, but stayed home anyway. Curled hair, ironed, tried to sleep until the piano tuner interrupted me. I got up and wrote a letter to Ken. Bowled tonight. We won every game. I didn’t do too badly: 113, 157 and 115. Finished at 10.15.
4 Thurs. I worked fairly hard all day. The day passed quickly, I was going to accomplish things tonight, but Alecia asked Doris if she and I would come over & see Phyllis’ things. So we went around eight, The baby sure is cute. Phyllis showed us everything, and her school life book. She sure is a talker. Home at 10.
5 Fri. Miserable day. Wind and dust was terrific. I got a letter from Roy at noon to say he would be in on the bus tonight. Work went just fine. Isabelle & I went down and waited 3/4 of an hour on the bus. Mrs. Bowditch was taking them home. When it finally did arrive, Uncle Allan was on it too.
6 Sat. The day passed fairly well. Dad, Uncle Allan, Roy and the girls came to town. Clarice & I were driven to the Carnival by Mr. Powers after work. Met Doris, Evelyn, Roy & girls. Isabelle & I danced one but the noise was terrific. So we met the men at the show. I was going to stay in town & take Communion tomorrow, but it was raining, so I thought there might not be church at home, I wouldn’t have any way to get out.
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These are the diaries of a seventeen-year-old teenager from a farm near Weyburn, Saskatchewan. Her name is Lorraine. She eventually was a church organist in Colgate. In 1944 she was the piano player for a dance band in Weyburn. In these days before school busses she, and her sisters, each had to move from the farm into town to attend school for Grades 11 & 12. This is the darkest time in World War II. Weyburn hosted an airbase for BCATP (British Commonwealth Air Training Plan). In other words, the town is filled with eligible young airmen from all over the world …
For more information on BCATP see a blog site dedicated to “Paying homage to those who stayed behind to train those who fought overseas.