October 13
Laura M., age 15, North Carolina
October 13, 1997
Mike isn't interesting enough. Casey said that he likes me, but w/e. Em picked me up. Went 2 Juice Shop and then 2 work (Ann and Jason). Home by 6:00. Did homework. Ate. Homework. Sean called and basically said Mike only got up with me 'cause people pressured him and he was drunk. Thanx. Talked 2 Courtney and Ashley. Wish I had Courtney with me. I LOVE HER.
Mark S., age 36, North Carolina
October 13, 1989
(On-call. Kids.) Sandra up with crying Rebecca ~3:30 => brought her to bed with us briefly. Up with Sandra ~5:30. Got Emily and Sarah up. Fed Rebecca and watched “African Queen.” Made Em’s lunch. Sandra took Em and Sarah to school => I took Rebecca to Pam to spend day with Pam and Hilda and Peggy. Rounds at Rex and Wake. => Office. Phone from Sandra. Desk work at lunch; throw-aways. Phone from Debbie Roland re sick Steve. Mike Lawing in in P.M. to get Renee for a trip to Amish country of PA. Kevin Buckley and Amy Hendrickson in in P.M. Phone to Sandra at Pam’s after hours. Phone to Steve Roland. To bank => back to office. Sandra and Rebecca and Emily and Sarah came to office. Saw two patients. Pizza with kids and Sandra at office. Held Rebecca. Phone calls, etc. Home with Emily and Sarah, Sandra and Rebecca by ~8:15. TV with Sandra, Emily and Sarah. Played with Rebecca. Medical journal. Helped Sarah floss her teeth => put Em and Sarah to bed ~10:00. Talk in bed with Sandra.
Marcy S., age 46, North Carolina
October 13, 1970
The paradox of “fighting the good fight,” of making a conscious effort to overcome weaknesses and faults — and of not trying, of simply relaxing and letting go. Is it possible to do both at the same time? Maybe it’s the attitude of trust that reconciles the two extremes — I can only fight the good fight in a positive and creative way if I have trust in God’s love and power. He gives me the strength and courage to make the effort, and knowing that He will also give me the victory over all my hang-ups allows me to relax and let go of anxious fears that I will fail, etc. But if I try to fight in my own strength (weakness) it’s impossible to relax — I’m all tense, fearing and expecting failure.
“Relaxing into truth” — the truth that God loves me and everyone; that the whole world is in His hands; that knowing god loves me just as I am sets me free to be and to give acceptance to others.
Henry S., age 26, Michigan
October 13, 1887
Worked at the kitchen part this forenoon. Drew what fodder corn I raised this year and stacked it near the farm; it makes a very small showing for Jimmie’s feed and I will have to buy considerable stuff for him. Drew some manure onto the garden in a poor place that needs enriching. Went to the sing tonight; it was held in the hall to kind of prepare for the concert tonight. I called at Dr. Taylor’s and he said they were fixing my room at the college, so I think I may commence to teach next week.
*(R. Henry Scadin Collection, D.H. Ramsey Library Special Collections, UNC Asheville)
Cornelia H., age 26, North Carolina
October 13, 1862
Court in Asheville this week. Mr. Henry went. He is not at all well. Joe Russell & Mr. Furgerson came home with him & stay all night. It was late when they came (dark). We had not had supper. Very cool this evening. I have been quilting a little today. Mr. Henry had a chill after he got home & a high fever. I fear he will be sick.
*(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
October 13, 1667
(Lord’s day). Up, and by water to White Hall, and thence walked to Sir W. Coventry’s lodgings, but he was gone out, so I to St. James’s, and there to the Duke of York’s chamber: and there he was dressing; and many Lords and Parliament-men come to kiss his hands, they being newly come to town. And there the Duke of York did of himself call me to him, and tell me that he had spoke to the King, and that the King had granted me the ship I asked for; and did, moreover, say that he was mightily satisfied with my service, and that he would be willing to do anything that was in his power for me: which he said with mighty kindness; which I did return him thanks for, and departed with mighty joy, more than I did expect. And so walked over the Park to White Hall, and there met Sir H. Cholmly, who walked with me, and told me most of the news I heard last night of the Parliament; and thinks they will do all things very well, only they will be revenged of my Lord Chancellor; and says, however, that he thinks there will be but two things proved on him; and that one is, that he may have said to the King, and to others, words to breed in the King an ill opinion of the Parliament — that they were factious, and that it was better to dissolve them: and this, he thinks, they will be able to prove; but what this will amount to, he knows not. And next, that he hath taken money for several bargains that have been made with the Crown; and did instance one that is already complained of: but there are so many more involved in it, that, should they unravel things of this sort, every body almost will be more or less concerned. But these are the two great points which he thinks they will insist on, and prove against him. Thence I to the Chapel, and there heard the sermon and a pretty good anthem, and so home by water to dinner, where Bowles and brother, and a good dinner, and in the afternoon to make good my journal to this day, and so by water again to White Hall, and thence only walked to Mrs. Martin’s, and there sat with her and her sister and Borroughs … and there drank and talked and away by water home, and there walked with Sir W. Pen, and told him what the Duke of York told me to-day about the ship I begged; and he was knave enough, of his own accord, but, to be sure, in order to his own advantage, to offer me to send for the master of the vessel, “The Maybolt Galliott,” and bid him to get her furnished as for a long voyage, and I to take no notice of it, that she might be the more worth to me: so that here he is a very knave to the King, and I doubt not his being the same to me on occasion. So in a doors and supped with my wife and brother, W. Hewer, and Willett, and so evened with W. Hewer for my expenses upon the road this last journey, and do think that the whole journey will cost me little less than 18l. or 20l., one way or other; but I am well pleased with it, and so after supper to bed.
*(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.)