We were up long before sunrise this morning because it was the first day of the corn harvest. I love the corn harvest because Uncle Rupert and Uncle Theo come to help Papa and the boys, and Aunt Greta and Aunt Verna help us in the kitchen. My cousins help, too. Everyone stays the night and it is like a party. The women and girls were busy preparing food all day long. We only saw the men and boys long enough to feed them. We could hardly keep their plates full, they were so hungry.
During the afternoon there was a knock at the door. We do not like it when strangers come to the door because you never know who is going to be there. It could be Indians. Mama made us all stand across the room while she opened the door. I was standing behind Margaret, but I could stand on my toes and see who was there. It can be very aggravating to be shorter than one’s younger sister.
There was a man standing there. He was lost. Mama gave him directions to the place where he said he was going and then he left. Mama locked the door behind him and told us that you can never be too careful when you open the door to a stranger.
We were still serving the food long after sundown. Even so, I wasn’t tired because I enjoy having my cousins visit. Tonight we will all sleep in the room Margaret and I share with our brothers and it will be just like Christmas.
T