Randolph Recreation Hall, a couple of weeks ago.
I hadn't noticed this plaque on the corner of the building before.
This family played a huge role in its construction.
July 7, 1938
My dear boy,
So far this week, again I have had no letter from you, but I
suppose anticipation helps to quiet any disappointment I might feel. Time is
getting short now, and I surely am counting the letters I shall write or receive,
the months left; & weeks too. Will it be Dec. before you get here?
Everybody thinks it is such a grand opportunity for you, to travel I mean.
Here Roy’s father died a week ago yesterday and I haven’t
written you. Roy got home about five minutes before the funeral. He was in the
Northwest selling knit goods. He flew to S.L. They had such a time locating
him. Broadcasted from three or four [radio] stations. You might write a letter
to him and his mother. She could forward it to him. I think he is going back.
She doesn’t want him to stay here.
We have had miserable cold weather for the past week. Frozen
every night. A kind Providence kept our garden from freezing.
Didn’t you ever get my letters telling you that Lynn N. was
in Sweden on a mission? Myron gets his release next month, but will travel a
little before coming home.
Morgan has sent for a gas motor for his gas model plane. I
wish you could see it. He is quite a builder. Maeser is going to the B. G. [The ranch
they found work on.] Monday. Morgan will stay here & milk the cows, help me
tend the garden, etc. They started haying down there today.
Well dearie, there isn’t much to tell you, so you know who
will do the talking when you get home. We have the quiet life here.
Will ring off and do my ironing. We are all very fine here. I
suppose your next letter will be from Sao Paulo. Love & best wishes for
every success in your work, and I shall try to not be too impatient waiting for
you to get home now.
Lovingly Mother
Did I tell you Arch McK. is going to marry Norrine
Wahlstrom’s sister (the nurse) in Sept. She is a very sweet girl.
O my....lots of emotions knowing how the homecoming turns out:(
ReplyDeleteI share those emotions, Nancy. A few years back I couldn't bear to read Grandma Rex's last letters.
ReplyDeleteInteresting how some of her descendants now enjoy the sentiment she wrote in dismay, "We have the quiet life here." I love to retreat to Randolph.