December 27, 1964, Monday. Nana bugs about everything!

Didn’t do anything all day. I didn’t even get dressed. Nana stayed all night again. She opened her Christmas presents, but will probably return everything as usual. I couldn’t stand it if she lived here. She’s always putting Mommy down with little remarks, like, “it’s a pity Daddy can’t get the right food, he’s just dying, eating nothing but starches all the time.” Mom always has a beautiful dinner, but of course she’s been running herself to death these Holidays. Then Nana gets mad because Daddy bought Mom a beautiful coat and robe. Mom and Dad went to a party at his cousin Al and Jean’s, but something happened, because Mom sat in the car.

My dad’s cousin, Al Williams is the closest thing to a brother anyone could ever have and when he and my dad get together they are as funny as Dean Martin and Jerry Lewis.  In fact everyone in our family could be comedians, with the quick wit and hilarious sense of timing they all have, (including Nana.)  Here is Al Williams and my cousins, Ann Williams-Corbett, with Nancy, Chuck and Jimmy Williams.  

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