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, February 1, 2011
Friday, January 13, 1989
I am going to try my hand at typing again so bear with the mistakes due to mostly to not being familiar with the typewriter. Good excuse is better than none.
It looks like you will have a good weekend for skiing. This is Fri a.m. And you should have the car by now and I know you are enjoying it.
The other day Barb went over town to return the free lottery ticket and bot 2 more, one for me and one for her. We were not successful but the ticket she returned was another free one so we are still working on the one you got, Paul.
The weather has been nice so Dad and I have been walking and it is good to be back at it.
Barb is making herself a cardigan sweater and it is really nice so I asked her to make one for me and she will. We have to get the yarn and I would like 2 shades of blue. It has a different yoke and it makes the sweater. It is wool yarn so it will be a nice sweater for early spring and late fall.
Perkins finally has Belgian waffles on the menu so we went for breakfast this week and they are delicious.
Where Kim has her studio there is a baby sitting service and there has been no rental charge - suppose to start in Jan. but the lady is giving up the service as she is pregnant. Kim plans to find out if they can keep the service going without the rental charge as the rent of 100.00 a month doesn't leave much left for profit.
Anyway she asked Barb if she would be interested in the job if it can be worked out. Barb said yes so we hope it will work out. The sitting is necessary as Kim has mothers who depend upon the service as well as the weight lifting group. It is from 8-12 a.m. The lady would leave all the supplies there, games, puzzles, etc.
The birds haven't found the new feeder yet but they will. It took quite awhile for them to find the old one. I think it has been used a few times as we can see seeds scattered under it. And they can really scatter the seeds.
Had a nice letter from Gen. Aunt Esther is now in a nursing home at East Longmeadow. Gen said she looks good and has (how else you say it) her mind back. Is lucid, I guess you would say. She had her hair done and was dressed up when they went to see her so she is content.
Edna and Wally will join the E. Longmeadow church. It is hard for Edna to give up Bethesda but Wally refuses to go there because of the pastor so Edna gave in.
I'm enclosing the pictures we took. Lar hasn't been over with the ones taken at his place.
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bird feeder,
Kim's studio,
letter from Gen,
lottery tickets,
Perkins
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