“I told Isabelle all about my love affair“ Monday, April 14, 1947
13 Sun. Felt good today. Cleaned up and tidied the house, then had dinner, & while we were doing dishes Keith came. I sure was glad. Played with balloons again this afternoon. Had a good time. Dad played his mouth organ & we sang awhile tonight. Really nice. Violet came to see Wilma. Keith didn’t leave until 2.30 tomorrow morn. It gets harder every time he leaves.
14 Mon. Mr. Stutt brought Dad & we girls to town. Had a good day at work. Listened to Lux & embroidered tonight then I told Isabelle all about my love affair, and about Keith’s proposal to me in January.
15 Tues. I pressed tonight while Isabelle studied for her exams, then we walked downtown, bought a magazine, & had sundaes in the Café (Club) which is really fixed up now, painted etc.
16 Wed. Read after my lesson this aft, then lay down but couldn’t sleep. Cleaned our room, bathed & did washing. Bowled first game of the play-offs tonight at 9.15. We won the first two games but total pins counts, so we lost by 6. Disgusting!
17 Thurs. Wilf was away to Regina all day. We didn’t check out yesterday, so I just had a nice morn by myself. Saw Mom before dinner. I phoned Audrey, & she & I went to the show at 7 “Holiday in Mexico” in technicolor with Walter Pidgeon, José Iturbi played. Fair show. Good in places.
18 Fri. Rather a slow day. We didn’t have much to do this afternoon, so Grace went home. I went to Edna’s Beauty Parlor before six, and got a feather cut & end Perm. It is very tight, but I am glad I have it. I took a bath & packed my clothes after eating.
19 Sat. I went over to Rosses & worked for 2 hours this afternoon. Keith asked me to go home with them, as my intuition had told me. We had a flat tire, but it didn’t take the men long to fix it. Stopped at home for a few minutes. Real late having supper at Boyles. We talked tonight until quite late. Really enjoyed it though. I have waited for the weekend for a long time.
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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.