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.
Tuesday, March 13, 2012
Sunday, August 27, 2000
It's almost lunch time but I'll start a letter so I won't be tempted to try & put another piece of a puzzle together. This is a harder one with lots of darker tree colors so it's a slow process. But a good one to make me think Y have patience. I like things to move fast.
Last nite we went to Lar & Kim's for dinner. At their camp. Such a restful place with the trees, flowing water from lots of summer rains, & pretty flowers. We got home about 9 pm in time for me to see the Mets get beat by Ariz. and for Barb and Dale to watch Nascar at Bristol, Tenn.
I bro't your letter for Kim to read. She was anxious to hear about JoAnna & the convention. They can really lift you up but at the same time it's good to get home & get some sleep & a more normal schedule.
Last nite we had steak, baked pot, corn on the cob & I bro't a salad & homemade rolls. Kim made a fresh peach pie. It was so good -- guess I should get ambitious & make one.
Teachers go to school Mon & Tues. & the kids go back on Wed. Where has the summer gone. It just goes too fast.
Hope your library cleaning problems are over. Isn't it strange, but when you get a late or early A.M. telephone call you automatically think of a death. We've had a couple of wrong numbers after all of us have gone to bed.
I almost forgot the Mets are on TV & I missed 20 min. while watching "How's That Made" on H&G. I really enjoy listening to the Mets with Gary Thorne & Tom Seaver as announcers. They make it so interesting with their humor & wit. Sometimes Tom gets going on a spiel but I forget that when I like them so much. They make me laugh.
No more visits from Kim & Torey during the week. Kim was saying -- 3 gals go walking & Torey & they went to Betsy's house (your classmate) for coffee. Torey went into his "pleas" or "begs" for food like he gets at Grandma's. Cheese, ice cream & cooky or dog biscuits. Kim tried to interest me in a part basset hound. A lady she knows has to give him up -- it was her mother's who died -- but I'm not interested. Not interested in visits to the vet -- don't' want my money going to the dogs!! Ha, ha.
I have to go to the bank this week to get next month's money. I have a list as to how many 20s, 10s, etc. I'll need to make it come out right. Sometimes it takes quite awhile for it to come out even. Eventually I get it right.
I'm wondering if Andy is watching Tiger & golf on TV. I'll switch once the baseball game is over & between innings. Tiger is in a class of his own. I bet the other golfers are happy when he takes a week or 2 off.
Kim stopped by -- Lar was busy. Their house at camp is being eaten by squirrels -- they chew at the wood & ruining it so Lar wants to get cement shakes that look like wood to discourage them. He'll do it himself. They stayed overnite & were awakened by the varmints chewing the shakes.
I have golf on now but it has been delayed by rain. Tiger has lot a couple of points but I'm sure he'll win.
Mets-Ariz. game was good. Naturally Mets won. On Fri. nite the Mets chased Johnson in the early innings -- they have his number.
Just made a milk shake for Dale to go with hamburgers & corn on the cob. Barb & I ate earlier but Dale had a headache so he was taking it easy for awhile.
I'm watching golf & rooting for Phillip Price of Wales as then he'd make as much money as he did in his first 5 years of pro golf. They are practically playing in the dark -- 8:15 our time & it gets earlier now that Fall is soon here. I hope Andy was able to see the last few holes of the game as they were so exciting. Both for Sutton & Tiger.
Aug. 29 - Tues.
It's 10:20 & I'm at the kitchen table watching Murder She Wrote. I washed the kitchen floor & cleaned the bathroom & I'm thru for today. Had my shower but it's a muggy day.
Back to the bathroom. I keep my pail on the attic steps -- brought it out & was ready to fill it with water & I looked down and what did I see -- a bat but it was dead, but dead or alive I don't like them. Barb was still home so she took care of it. And I cleaned the bathroom.
Want to get this to the mail box.
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