Dad is still sleeping & I have rolls in the oven I set last nite. Also a load in the washing machine.
We haven't seen the amount of snow we have for along time. They are dumping snow on Beaty Field so the kids have fun sled riding. It is tough walking - people don't shovel & it is hard crossing the street as they don't make an opening in the snow.
Sun. Dale scraped the ice off the sidewalk. It has warmed up so the snow is melting some.
I'm putting a puzzle together (got mixed up on spelling). It is a hard one so it's not finished. Like to watch football & work on a puzzle. We never thought Minn. would lose. Suppose Denver will take it all. Soon it will be time for spring training & baseball.
Dad is fed, dressed & sitting in his chair listening to music on the radio.
Barb has left & I'm having a second cup of coffee with a roll.
Did you notice that G. G. Greene died. He was married to Joyce O'Connor's sister Dorothy. Their son was your age wasn't he.
Do you remember the motel across from the Mall. Dale said he heard it was sold & they plan to put in a Plaza. Someone from Pittsburgh is suppose to be doing it.
Kim was mad at Larry. They were at friends & they had M&M's there. Something was said about liking them & Lar said "she eats them by the handfuls at my mother's house". Kim wouldn't let Lar forget. He thought it was harmless though - a joke. But being short she is sensitive about her weight & hips. Lar won't do that again.
It was funny tho when she was telling it. She didn't eat any M&M's that nite but she came for coffee when there was no school & ate some then.
I see Bill Bradley has thrown hit hat into the Presidential ring. Does he have a chance. I would vote for him.
Have you seen Michael J's latest ad with Tweety Bird & Larry Bird. So cute.
Now it's Fri. the 22nd. Letters don't get mailed - too hard to walk to the mailbox on 5th & I forget to ask Barb to mail them.
Now we're expecting a rainy weekend so hope it doesn't flood. And I'm hoping to get out tonite - mall & groceries.
Last nite Kim told of an incident at school. A jealous boy accused another boy of writing notes to his girlfriend. So he hit him in the face, then grabbed his hair & shoved his face into the wall. The kid has a shattered cheek bone, a big cut on the forehead & was taken to the hospital in an ambulance. The kid who did the damage has a drunken father & mother not much better. The police were called & that kid is in trouble. Our schools today. The principal never wants to call the police when any ruckus goes on. Kim says if he won't & the teachers think it's necessary, they will, take the responsibility & call the police. Other principals do. Notice I spell "principal" right. Reason: in Jr. hi our principal aid they should be your "pals" & I've never forgotten that.
Good news about JoAnna's prospects.
Dad should soon be waking up. Barb doesn't take care of Scott today. He hasn't changed much. I'd be worried if he were my son.
Until July 2010, when her eyesight deteriorated, my mother wrote 1000s of chatty letters during her lifetime - to her parents, in-laws, sisters, children, friends. Tho she started to write to me on a regular basis in Sept '68 when I began my freshman year at SUNY-Buffalo, it wasn't until 10 years later that I decided to hold onto them. (Very inconsistently at first, to which the big gaps between dates attest.) These are the letters transcribed, annotated, and otherwise highlighted here.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Monday, January 18, 1999
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