A Year In The Life Of Lee Fisher Part 3: The End

November 22, 2008 by missheather
Filed under: Area 51

The last time we checked on Mr. Fisher he was beating the heat and took a month-long vacation to the country (imagine doing that today). When he doesn’t mention is America’s entry in World War I. After the draft was instituted in September the “Great War” as some call it is clearly on Lee’s mind as he mentions seeing his friends off and mulls over enlisting (over his family’s objections). But this is not to suggest everything was gloom and doom. Life for Mr. Fisher is pretty much “business as usual”— with a trip to the south to boot. Enjoy!

September 2, 1917

After breakfast went to Coney. Stayed at Sarah’s all day. At night came Alex. family. Left them at 8 PM. Come home to bed at 9.

September 10, 1917

In store until 9 P.M.. Came home, had supper & heard the heart-breaking news about Gertie & her house, Played the violin. Read a book. To bed.

(You can read his diary entries for September by clicking here.)

October 1 & 2, 1917

This morning I registered to enlist in the U.S.A. Had some dinner. Mother & I saw Yiddish play. Stayed home at night. Read a book. To bed.

This morning I passed my physical exam for the U.S.A. Had dinner. B.A. & I saw a vaud. show. The family greatly disapproves & B.A. cried before me. Attended a concert at night. To bed.

(You can read his diary entries for October 1- November 5 by clicking here.)

November 10, 1917

Had supper with the engineer on board the Alabama. Met the whole crew. Rec’d an invitation for cousin Id’as wedding. To bed at 10.

(You can read his diary entries for November 6 – December 5 by clicking here.)

December 31, 1917

Up at 11. After dinner saw a burlesque show with M.C. After supper played pool, read and redressed for work. I was fined for sleeping while at work.

Fining someone for goofing off on New Year’s Eve?!? That’s pretty damned cold if you ask me. You can read Lee Fisher’s diary entries for December 6 – 31 by clicking here. I suppose this pretty much end our acquaintance with Lee Fisher— or does it? Methinks when I have a chance I’ll peruse the 1910 and 1920 Census data and try to learn what happened to him. In any case I hope he had a happy and healthy new year.

Miss Heather