Monday 9/16/1957 [The last letter before I was born, later in the month]
Just a note – no news but we’ll let you know how things are going. We got and managed even Bible Reading this a.m. but not without scolding and quarrelling before we were ready. I’ll feel we are getting somewhere when we get going without all that.
Mother did the washing and I did some ironing this morning and got Jimmy off on the bus. Same seat as always.
Danny woke up and dashed down for records. Lay down on the sofa with me and cried or fussed because they were gone [the portable record player went back and forth with Dad]. Woke up this morn and said, “Ki Yi Yippie” [From a record, Songs of the West, a family favorite] in Chicago. “Bow Wow” [the dog? a record of dogs barking?] in Chicago. Everything worthwhile in Chicago.
Missed the carrier. Got a notice from Blue Cross of increase in rates effective next month.
We are wondering how you are making out – when Hebrew class [now Dad is teaching Greek and Hebrew] is, etc. Be good to see you again this week end – although I feel bad about you traveling so much.
Just a P.S. this morning. I forgot to take the letter along to mail on Saturday and then the beautiful corsage came so I wanted to write more – and then your telephone call came. How nice of you to remember me in so many ways. The girls were as thrilled as I was with the corsage. They didn’t know that they made such beautiful things. And Dorothy about split when she answered the phone and it was you. Danny wouldn’t say a word but surely grinned and talked about it all evening.
Jimmy seemed to be so perky in the afternoon that I decided that maybe he wasn’t getting the measles, but just a cold. Even the cold seemed to have disappeared after his nap. But I checked his temp before started to dress for church and he had a whole degree so I left him home with the girls and went with David and Johnny. These longer evenings they don’t mind staying so much. They locked the doors and I left instructions about what to do if an emergency should come up. Be best to call the Bogens or Twitchells as they are usually home and it is hard to reach anyone at the chapel.
Arthur Hart, Jr. is to be at the chapel on Thursday night, so they are postponing prayer meeting until then. So if Jimmy is too sick for me to go the youngsters will be upstairs.
As I told you on the phone, Mrs. Warner brought out some records for the family. 45’s and 78’s. A lot of Bev Shea, too. She seems to gradually getting back to normal.
When I went to Howe on Saturday afternoon, I saw some nice tomato plants and, as it had quit raining, I bought a dozen to put out. I have never planted them so early before, so wonder how they will do. They look alright so far, if we don’t have a cool week before June.
Lots to do today, so I had better get to it. Danny crumbled cookies all over the davenport and Jimmy is sweeping them up this morning while I type this.
I surely did enjoy hearing from you yesterday and since you had called on Wednesday night, both the flowers and the call were very much of a surprise and such lovely surprises. Thank you so very much, sweetheart – you are surely good to me, so much more than I deserve and certainly giving more than you receive. I do love you with all my heart.