Social Studies - Dotties Diary
May 30th, 1943
Dear Diary,
I’m Dottie Green and today was the first game of the Rockford Peaches. I'm kinda upset that we lost. It's not the best way to start our season, but I'm sure that we'll figure it out, it was only the first day after all. Being a part of the Rockford Peaches is quite the experience. Our uniforms are not practical for playing baseball. They consist of a pink dress, a red belt, red knee-high socks, red hats, and black shoes. I’m pretty sure they only make us wear them for show, but it's all part of being a Rockford Peach. I'll write more soon.
Take care,
Dottie
June 15th, 1944
Dear Diary,
It's Dottie again, and we just finished our game against the Racine Belles. It was a close match, but we beat them 4-3. I'm feeling especially proud of my performance today. I hit a triple in the fifth inning, which brought in two runs and put us ahead. But it was a team effort. Everyone played their hearts out. It's amazing to see how much progress we've made in just a few years. When the AAGPBL was first formed, there were so many doubts and naysayers. People said that women couldn’t play baseball, and nobody would watch. But we proved them wrong of course. We have just as much skill and passion as any male player out there. The league even changed some of the rules because of our gender. For example, they lowered the pitcher's mound and moved the bases closer together. Maybe they thought it would be helpful. Well this is where i’ll leave you.
Take care,
Dottie
August 14, 1945
Dear Diary,
It's Dottie again, the war ended today. I can hardly believe it. It feels like the whole world has been holding its breath for so long, waiting for this moment. The streets are filled with people cheering, hugging, and crying tears of joy. I've never seen anything like it before. I'm so grateful that my brother and all our friends who went to fight are coming home. It's been a long, difficult journey, but they've made it through. Today is a day of hope and celebration. I'm going to bed tonight without worrying about my brother wondering if he’s dead or alive.
Take care,
Dottie.
Dear Diary,
I’m Dottie Green and today was the first game of the Rockford Peaches. I'm kinda upset that we lost. It's not the best way to start our season, but I'm sure that we'll figure it out, it was only the first day after all. Being a part of the Rockford Peaches is quite the experience. Our uniforms are not practical for playing baseball. They consist of a pink dress, a red belt, red knee-high socks, red hats, and black shoes. I’m pretty sure they only make us wear them for show, but it's all part of being a Rockford Peach. I'll write more soon.
Take care,
Dottie
June 15th, 1944
Dear Diary,
It's Dottie again, and we just finished our game against the Racine Belles. It was a close match, but we beat them 4-3. I'm feeling especially proud of my performance today. I hit a triple in the fifth inning, which brought in two runs and put us ahead. But it was a team effort. Everyone played their hearts out. It's amazing to see how much progress we've made in just a few years. When the AAGPBL was first formed, there were so many doubts and naysayers. People said that women couldn’t play baseball, and nobody would watch. But we proved them wrong of course. We have just as much skill and passion as any male player out there. The league even changed some of the rules because of our gender. For example, they lowered the pitcher's mound and moved the bases closer together. Maybe they thought it would be helpful. Well this is where i’ll leave you.
Take care,
Dottie
August 14, 1945
Dear Diary,
It's Dottie again, the war ended today. I can hardly believe it. It feels like the whole world has been holding its breath for so long, waiting for this moment. The streets are filled with people cheering, hugging, and crying tears of joy. I've never seen anything like it before. I'm so grateful that my brother and all our friends who went to fight are coming home. It's been a long, difficult journey, but they've made it through. Today is a day of hope and celebration. I'm going to bed tonight without worrying about my brother wondering if he’s dead or alive.
Take care,
Dottie.