Dear Mom and Pop:
Well, here I am at last. Every time I plan to write something comes up... Someone pops in or we go out and then a couple of times at home when I did get around to it, I found I was out of stationery. Letters may be shorter and fewer from now until the vacation cause I'm getting all in shape to move. I've been trying to get Grover to wax some floors and do a couple of little things done but besides being slow as time, he hasn't been feeling well, but he's going to get at it soon. So we'll be already to play by September 1.
The wife of the Seattle New Business man came in this afternoon and spent a couple of hours with me. They found out from Bob that I was from Cache Valley and she is an Alvord from Logan. She also has a cabin up at Pond's--close to Mack's, you know---and she is just on her way home to Seattle from there now. She is a woman around fifty and is married to a man by the name of Tommy Thompson--a second marriage. Who she was married to before and what her first name is, I don't know. She said she didn't know either of you but she talked about a lot of Logan names familiar to me. She knows the Stuarts at Mack's very well and thougth she would probably know Paul and Billie if she saw them. She spends a lot of time at her cabin and knows lots of people up on the river whose names she doesn't know. Paul would probably know her if he saw her. While I am on this subject, Bob and I were invited to one of the dealer picnics and the owner of the company is a man named Kershaw. I danced with him and was on the verge of asking him if this was his home town, but didn't because I couldn't remember where I had heard the name. Wasn't one of your aunt's married to a Doctor by that name? I wasn't sure, so I minded my own business.
About all we do for entertainment these days is picnic. A week ago Sunday, Bob went out to look at a farm down the valley to see if it could be refinance or taken over--want a farm cheap?--and I went with him. We couldn't see the man till evening so while we had a car we decided to take a trip. So we drove way down on the Columbia River. We could see the road on the Oregon side--do you remember that road across the river with so much traffic on and we wondered where it went and how they got across? It's the Washington side of the Columbia River and also goes to Portland. It's only about 80 miles from Portland. Down there right on a cliff overlooking the river is a place everyone calls the Castle. A famous old railroad character, name of Sam Hill, built the place with the intention of living in it, then came the world war#1 and they stopped work on it. He died before it was ever finished and gave it to the Sate to use as a Museum. So it was finally completed and Queen Marie of Romania stopped there when she visited this country and dedicated it. The place is full of gifts from Marie and lot of Europe's old royalty. It's an interesting place and maybe we can drive down and see it. About a mile from the Castle is a place called Stonehenge--which some of you may know about but I didn't. It is an exact copy of an old temple used for sacrifices in Old England by the Druids. It is supposed to be the oldest structure in England. Sam Hill had it built as the original structure was supposed to look.
So much for that. Are you getting in shape for that vacation? I'd better tell you about this crazy climate. I have been doing some inquiring. Fall comes to Seattle about the first of September but not to Yakima. So you'd better bring dark clothes which you will probably be able to wear most of the time--but, Mom, better throw in something lighter weight you can wear on the street here in the daytime without a coat just in case Yakima is still hot. This may be confusing but Yakima weather is so different from Seattle and I suppose you want to spend some time over there. Also bring slacks or old pants, skirt and blouse, old shoes, etc. to go on a picnic or two. We have to get out and see some of this country's scenery. Tom had better throw in his swim suit, he'll probably get some new kind of swimming around Settle. Well, I can't think of anything else just now except maybe a toothbrush--oh yeah, and yourselves.
Today is our nine month anniversary and Bobby is going to buy me an ice cream cone and take me to see Bette Davis in "All This and Heaven Too." So must go. Se you soon, I'll probably get in a letter or two also. Goodnight. Love to all, Louise
Thursday, April 30, 2009
Monday, April 27, 2009
July 22, 1940
Dear Folks:
Glad to receive that letter at last. Will forgive you for going so long this time but not again. Sounds like it would be fun to be in Salt Lake just now with the 24th in full swing. That fallish smell and crickets in the vines sounds good too. Where has the summer gone so fast. Well, it means vacations soon and I can't wait. Bob can get his vacation the first two weeks in September. So if you left home on Friday, August 30, and drove to Boise one day and Yakima the next, Saturday night you would be here and we would start that gallivanting' on Sunday. I'll let you rest here for a few days and then we could do anything you'd like--stop a day at Rainier, a day or two in Seattle and then to British Columbia. We will do a little studying of the map and do some serious planning between now and then. We'll also find the best and shortest route for you to take to San Francisco if you decide to go that way. I divided your trip to Yakima into a two-day jaunt on account of I hate to see you drive so far so fast and you could see the country if you take it in day-time jumps. Bob says you could make it in eighteen hours but I think it would be a hard trip. but you suit yourselves, just so you come. And make Tom come along. Bob has an office full of cuties and we'll have a lot of fun. We'll be moved into our other apartment by then. Thelma Elam tells me that they are very nice in the apartment to let tenants use the vacant...furnished apartments when they have company. There is a little apartment that has been vacant for sometime right across the hall from our new one and I am going to coax Grover the Janitor to move in a bed and cot and we can use it while you are here, then there will be no floor sleeping. It will work out beautifully. We can use the closet space and the bath. There are just the two apartments on the second floor and we'll just take it all over. It isn't furnished but I know they will fix up a place to sleep. And you'll sleep like you have never slept before. This climate is as good as a drug. You want to plan on light wraps, the evenings are always cool.
The newspaper clipping was a shock. I don't know how Mrs. Van Cott stands up under it. It has certainly been a tragic little family. A friend of Bob's who visited us in Boise, helped with the funeral arrangements of Dee Van Cott and he said Cleo came through like a trouper. It's a shame, I've never known anyone more interested in her children. The Newman girl is surely pretty. This must be pretty upsetting to Tom. Tell him not to take any chances in cars.
A trip to Yellowstone will be a nice vacation for Dick and Ellen and, Oh boy, what fun for Bob and Gary. I'm sorry I have been so slow about returning the camera but will get it to them immediately. I caught a good lecture from my husband for not returning it sooner. Every time he sees it, he asks me when I intend--if ever--to return it. I'm going to write and tell them about some little metal gadgets the Pearsons use on their back doors of their sedan to keep them from coming open when the baby is in the back. They are little clamps that hold the back doors shut and can only be opened when the front doors are opened. They are slick and solve that falling out business. They should have a nice time. I'm sorry we moved so far away they can't include us, I'd surely like to see them all. Maybe they can make the Northwest another year.
The Pearsons are leaving in a day or two now. We spent practically all of the week-end with them. Yesterday we drove up Naches Pass a few miles and had a chicken dinner at a little farm house along the way. Two women run the place and serve old fashioned family style dinners and the world's best chicken. Tastes like one of Aunt Meda's dinners. How are they all...do you ever hear?
Mom, you sound pretty busy, what with fruit and canary bird season coming on all at once. I'd like one of the birds. I know right now where I'll put it. So I'm being nice and I hope you have good luck with them. Mrs. Elam is going on a vacation to Chicago soon and wants me to water her plants. If she had left a child with me I wouldn't be any more nervous. Just hope she doesn't think too much of her little plants. If I have any luck I think I'll start some of my own. When she wants a fern she goes to Seattle and buys the biggest they have for a dollar. Wish there were some way you could take one back with you.
Well, we'll see you right around the first of September if this fits into your plans. Bob says hello...the vacation sounds perfect. Everybody write. Goodnight. Love, Louise
P.S. Did I sign my last letter? Bob snatched it away from me and scribbled a note and put it in the envelope and I wondered afterward if I had my cross on it.
Glad to receive that letter at last. Will forgive you for going so long this time but not again. Sounds like it would be fun to be in Salt Lake just now with the 24th in full swing. That fallish smell and crickets in the vines sounds good too. Where has the summer gone so fast. Well, it means vacations soon and I can't wait. Bob can get his vacation the first two weeks in September. So if you left home on Friday, August 30, and drove to Boise one day and Yakima the next, Saturday night you would be here and we would start that gallivanting' on Sunday. I'll let you rest here for a few days and then we could do anything you'd like--stop a day at Rainier, a day or two in Seattle and then to British Columbia. We will do a little studying of the map and do some serious planning between now and then. We'll also find the best and shortest route for you to take to San Francisco if you decide to go that way. I divided your trip to Yakima into a two-day jaunt on account of I hate to see you drive so far so fast and you could see the country if you take it in day-time jumps. Bob says you could make it in eighteen hours but I think it would be a hard trip. but you suit yourselves, just so you come. And make Tom come along. Bob has an office full of cuties and we'll have a lot of fun. We'll be moved into our other apartment by then. Thelma Elam tells me that they are very nice in the apartment to let tenants use the vacant...furnished apartments when they have company. There is a little apartment that has been vacant for sometime right across the hall from our new one and I am going to coax Grover the Janitor to move in a bed and cot and we can use it while you are here, then there will be no floor sleeping. It will work out beautifully. We can use the closet space and the bath. There are just the two apartments on the second floor and we'll just take it all over. It isn't furnished but I know they will fix up a place to sleep. And you'll sleep like you have never slept before. This climate is as good as a drug. You want to plan on light wraps, the evenings are always cool.
The newspaper clipping was a shock. I don't know how Mrs. Van Cott stands up under it. It has certainly been a tragic little family. A friend of Bob's who visited us in Boise, helped with the funeral arrangements of Dee Van Cott and he said Cleo came through like a trouper. It's a shame, I've never known anyone more interested in her children. The Newman girl is surely pretty. This must be pretty upsetting to Tom. Tell him not to take any chances in cars.
A trip to Yellowstone will be a nice vacation for Dick and Ellen and, Oh boy, what fun for Bob and Gary. I'm sorry I have been so slow about returning the camera but will get it to them immediately. I caught a good lecture from my husband for not returning it sooner. Every time he sees it, he asks me when I intend--if ever--to return it. I'm going to write and tell them about some little metal gadgets the Pearsons use on their back doors of their sedan to keep them from coming open when the baby is in the back. They are little clamps that hold the back doors shut and can only be opened when the front doors are opened. They are slick and solve that falling out business. They should have a nice time. I'm sorry we moved so far away they can't include us, I'd surely like to see them all. Maybe they can make the Northwest another year.
The Pearsons are leaving in a day or two now. We spent practically all of the week-end with them. Yesterday we drove up Naches Pass a few miles and had a chicken dinner at a little farm house along the way. Two women run the place and serve old fashioned family style dinners and the world's best chicken. Tastes like one of Aunt Meda's dinners. How are they all...do you ever hear?
Mom, you sound pretty busy, what with fruit and canary bird season coming on all at once. I'd like one of the birds. I know right now where I'll put it. So I'm being nice and I hope you have good luck with them. Mrs. Elam is going on a vacation to Chicago soon and wants me to water her plants. If she had left a child with me I wouldn't be any more nervous. Just hope she doesn't think too much of her little plants. If I have any luck I think I'll start some of my own. When she wants a fern she goes to Seattle and buys the biggest they have for a dollar. Wish there were some way you could take one back with you.
Well, we'll see you right around the first of September if this fits into your plans. Bob says hello...the vacation sounds perfect. Everybody write. Goodnight. Love, Louise
P.S. Did I sign my last letter? Bob snatched it away from me and scribbled a note and put it in the envelope and I wondered afterward if I had my cross on it.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
July 14, 1940
Dear Mom and Pop:
Sorry I have been so slow writing but I just haven't had a minute to myself for the last week. Pearsons-the people whose transfer I wrote about--are still here waiting to hear where they are to go. They have either sold or stored everything they own and haven't even a chair to sit on. So they are sleeping at a friends house and have quite a number of their meals with us and also spend a lot of their time with us. We don't mind, they are good company, but you can imagine what a constant sweat I'm in, planning and preparing meals. It looks as though they will be moved to Portland now, which is what we would all like to have happen. We could spend an occasional week-end there and they could visit here. They are just very swell people and we are going to be lonesome when they are gone. They had to take the company car they have been using to Seattle, so we all went over the Fourth of July. Bob and I drove their own car over and we came back together. It was a lovely trip but much too short. We left early and had breakfast on the road. We drove over Naches Pass going over and came back another way. Mt. Rainier is on the Naches Pass road and is certainly all you expect of it. you mus see it sometime. When you come up we'll all go over and spend a weed-end. There are two or three Inns on the mountainside and some nice hikes to take. It would be a lovely place to just relax for a day or two. Seattle is an interesting looking big town. The business district looks to be much larger than Portland but all in all I don't thing it is as beautiful. Of course, they depend entirely on rain to keep up their lawns and gardens and this has been an unusually dry season and everything looked parched. We had a seafood dinner down on the docks at a little restaurant and spent the rest of the time driving around the city. We hope to get over and spend a few days and see everything we missed. We'll do that, too, when you come up. About that vacation to San Francisco...it's about the most tempting vacation I have ever considered and we have done some serious figuring and talking on it and are not sure that we should do. We figured $100 probably would be under-estimating the cost of the trip. Now we could probably manage it okay except we are really making an effort to get in a position to buy a new car. Then we can run down and see you occasionally. But, then, we might change our minds. So when you get around to seriously planning on it, you might give some thought to coming up here and we could all visit Rainier, Seattle and British Columbia. So far Americans can get into Canada and back without any trouble. About all you need is some identification. Then perhaps you could go home via San Francisco. Make Tom come along and help with the driving. Here I am trying to change your plans again. It's just a suggestion. I just want you to know that we'd love to have you any old time you can manage to come.
Speaking of hot weather, Yakima is just trotting out some mid-summer heat and I apologize for everything I have said about it. I have my new furniture over in the other apartment but we plan to stay here for the summer. I really appreciate my apartment now. It's just like walking into a basement, it is so cool. Along with the dining room set I have two beautiful commodes and a pair of $50 Italian pottery lamps which all still belong to Ted Pearson. She wants me to keep them for her rather than store them. I have no appreciation for the lamps and just hope she never wants to sell them to me cheap. I wouldn't own them at any price. They are big clumsy looking things. They'd sell for about $5 if they had been made in this country.
Last night we spent the evening visiting with a couple who will probably list us as entertainment on their expense account. But they turned out to be very nice. Both are from San Francisco and they have done a bit of traveling and are very interesting. I think we will probably see quite a bit of them. This job is fun. I'm certainly meeting a lot of interesting people. Everybody has a story to tell and it's amazing how much most couples have knocked around the country and are apparently getting nowhere. Most of them seem to have seen better times.
This morning Bob and I went horseback riding and decided to go in the evening hereafter. The sun spoils riding in the daytime, even early in the morning. I'd like to take lessons at the academy here. After one gets good enough, they put you in a drill team and show you off at the State Fair which is held here in September sometime and at any other horsey functions that come along. You may see me in the Pendelton Roundup before I get through--who knows. I'm not serious--just in case some of these wild stories of mine worry you.
Must go home an change clothes. We are going to a show with Pearson's a little later. Bu the way, how did you get along with Dick's new fence? Tell Tom to finish that letter. Write...even when I don't. Love, Louise
At the end of this letter:
Dear Mom and Pop:
Thought I'd better say hello to remind you that you still have a son-in-law. Come on up---were really serious. Love, Bob
Sorry I have been so slow writing but I just haven't had a minute to myself for the last week. Pearsons-the people whose transfer I wrote about--are still here waiting to hear where they are to go. They have either sold or stored everything they own and haven't even a chair to sit on. So they are sleeping at a friends house and have quite a number of their meals with us and also spend a lot of their time with us. We don't mind, they are good company, but you can imagine what a constant sweat I'm in, planning and preparing meals. It looks as though they will be moved to Portland now, which is what we would all like to have happen. We could spend an occasional week-end there and they could visit here. They are just very swell people and we are going to be lonesome when they are gone. They had to take the company car they have been using to Seattle, so we all went over the Fourth of July. Bob and I drove their own car over and we came back together. It was a lovely trip but much too short. We left early and had breakfast on the road. We drove over Naches Pass going over and came back another way. Mt. Rainier is on the Naches Pass road and is certainly all you expect of it. you mus see it sometime. When you come up we'll all go over and spend a weed-end. There are two or three Inns on the mountainside and some nice hikes to take. It would be a lovely place to just relax for a day or two. Seattle is an interesting looking big town. The business district looks to be much larger than Portland but all in all I don't thing it is as beautiful. Of course, they depend entirely on rain to keep up their lawns and gardens and this has been an unusually dry season and everything looked parched. We had a seafood dinner down on the docks at a little restaurant and spent the rest of the time driving around the city. We hope to get over and spend a few days and see everything we missed. We'll do that, too, when you come up. About that vacation to San Francisco...it's about the most tempting vacation I have ever considered and we have done some serious figuring and talking on it and are not sure that we should do. We figured $100 probably would be under-estimating the cost of the trip. Now we could probably manage it okay except we are really making an effort to get in a position to buy a new car. Then we can run down and see you occasionally. But, then, we might change our minds. So when you get around to seriously planning on it, you might give some thought to coming up here and we could all visit Rainier, Seattle and British Columbia. So far Americans can get into Canada and back without any trouble. About all you need is some identification. Then perhaps you could go home via San Francisco. Make Tom come along and help with the driving. Here I am trying to change your plans again. It's just a suggestion. I just want you to know that we'd love to have you any old time you can manage to come.
Speaking of hot weather, Yakima is just trotting out some mid-summer heat and I apologize for everything I have said about it. I have my new furniture over in the other apartment but we plan to stay here for the summer. I really appreciate my apartment now. It's just like walking into a basement, it is so cool. Along with the dining room set I have two beautiful commodes and a pair of $50 Italian pottery lamps which all still belong to Ted Pearson. She wants me to keep them for her rather than store them. I have no appreciation for the lamps and just hope she never wants to sell them to me cheap. I wouldn't own them at any price. They are big clumsy looking things. They'd sell for about $5 if they had been made in this country.
Last night we spent the evening visiting with a couple who will probably list us as entertainment on their expense account. But they turned out to be very nice. Both are from San Francisco and they have done a bit of traveling and are very interesting. I think we will probably see quite a bit of them. This job is fun. I'm certainly meeting a lot of interesting people. Everybody has a story to tell and it's amazing how much most couples have knocked around the country and are apparently getting nowhere. Most of them seem to have seen better times.
This morning Bob and I went horseback riding and decided to go in the evening hereafter. The sun spoils riding in the daytime, even early in the morning. I'd like to take lessons at the academy here. After one gets good enough, they put you in a drill team and show you off at the State Fair which is held here in September sometime and at any other horsey functions that come along. You may see me in the Pendelton Roundup before I get through--who knows. I'm not serious--just in case some of these wild stories of mine worry you.
Must go home an change clothes. We are going to a show with Pearson's a little later. Bu the way, how did you get along with Dick's new fence? Tell Tom to finish that letter. Write...even when I don't. Love, Louise
At the end of this letter:
Dear Mom and Pop:
Thought I'd better say hello to remind you that you still have a son-in-law. Come on up---were really serious. Love, Bob
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
July 2, 1940
Dear Mom and Pop:
Thought I had better drop a line before the 4th and another week-end is upon us or it will be another week before I get around to it. We have been busy with the Pearson's for the last few days. Just when we find someone we really enjoy, they have orders to move. They don't know just yet where they will be--either Seattle or San Francisco. I feel sorry for them. They want to stay here. They are buying a home and have it beautifully furnished, then over night--as always with C.I.T.--they are transferred. It's a sort of take it or leave it job and they have to move themselves so they are selling most of their furniture. They spend a lot of time with us, they can't bear to stay in their place while it is being moved out piece by piece. She has a small dining room set of Chinese Chippendale she paid $175.00 for and she sold it to us for $50.00. It is beautiful and in perfect condition. Bob has had the itch to buy a car but I beat him to it and bought furniture. So now as soon as the hot weather is over we are going to move into another apartment in the Naches Court. It has a dinette and I think will be even prettier than the one we have and they will let us have it for the same rent. They are looking for something here and if they find something, as soon as they get on their feet Mr. Pearson is going to set Ted (the Mrs.) up in a ready-to-wear shop of her own. They have been considering it for sometime. She ask me how I would like to go in with her. Isn't that funny, after wanting a dress shop of my own all my life I run into someone who has been planning it seriously for quite awhile. Well, I'll stop, I'm probably worrying you to death with my wild ideas. Bob will see that I never bankrupt us. We have also been with a big Corp. long enough to profit by others mistakes--or bad luck. We never intend to get caught stranded a million miles from home like several other people we know. Of course, you can't blame them for expecting their employees to produce. Poor Ted can't even go home to see her family in British Columbia. She can't get back without papers of some kind or another and has to go through a lot of red tape to get them. It never rains but it pours. Ted and Woody want us to go over to Seattle with them tomorrow but Bob has to go to Wenatchee--about 125 miles from here and I am going with him. Peggy Chilcott is in Seattle and her husband wants us to ride over with him this week-end to bring her back. So it looks like one of these days we'll have to go over to the big city in spite of all our excuses. If you ever meet any of these people, you'll feel that you know them after all the talking I do about them.
Today is Dick's birthday and I'll bet that's where you are tonight. How is everything with them? Mrs. Armstrong writes that it is terribly hot just now. They think it's hot here but I'm afraid they don't know what hot weather is. Tenants in the Court ask me if it's hot enough now and I say it's just comfortable. They think I'm being obstinate. When S.L. really turns on the heat come up and try this ice box of mine. Nothing much happens. We see a lot of shows, go on an occasional picnic or house party. But time passes fast. I meant to tell you, Pop, that Jack Murdock--branch manager in Boise--quite and went with J. B. Burnham. The whole branch blew up about a week ago. Ken and Betty More insisted on a transfer to Los Angeles. Maybe if things had popped sooner over there, we could have stayed. Oh well, we'll never see the world that way.
Ted and Woody just walked in and want to see a show, so must close. How do you like this little snap? I'll bet you are getting weary of looking at Bob and me posing all over the Northwest. I had to send this one, though, I think it's pretty good of both of us and I don't think we have ever had one of both of us before.
Tell everyone hello and write. What have you decided about that vacation? Tell Tom I haven't received that letter yet--must have gone to the wrong address. Love Louise
Thought I had better drop a line before the 4th and another week-end is upon us or it will be another week before I get around to it. We have been busy with the Pearson's for the last few days. Just when we find someone we really enjoy, they have orders to move. They don't know just yet where they will be--either Seattle or San Francisco. I feel sorry for them. They want to stay here. They are buying a home and have it beautifully furnished, then over night--as always with C.I.T.--they are transferred. It's a sort of take it or leave it job and they have to move themselves so they are selling most of their furniture. They spend a lot of time with us, they can't bear to stay in their place while it is being moved out piece by piece. She has a small dining room set of Chinese Chippendale she paid $175.00 for and she sold it to us for $50.00. It is beautiful and in perfect condition. Bob has had the itch to buy a car but I beat him to it and bought furniture. So now as soon as the hot weather is over we are going to move into another apartment in the Naches Court. It has a dinette and I think will be even prettier than the one we have and they will let us have it for the same rent. They are looking for something here and if they find something, as soon as they get on their feet Mr. Pearson is going to set Ted (the Mrs.) up in a ready-to-wear shop of her own. They have been considering it for sometime. She ask me how I would like to go in with her. Isn't that funny, after wanting a dress shop of my own all my life I run into someone who has been planning it seriously for quite awhile. Well, I'll stop, I'm probably worrying you to death with my wild ideas. Bob will see that I never bankrupt us. We have also been with a big Corp. long enough to profit by others mistakes--or bad luck. We never intend to get caught stranded a million miles from home like several other people we know. Of course, you can't blame them for expecting their employees to produce. Poor Ted can't even go home to see her family in British Columbia. She can't get back without papers of some kind or another and has to go through a lot of red tape to get them. It never rains but it pours. Ted and Woody want us to go over to Seattle with them tomorrow but Bob has to go to Wenatchee--about 125 miles from here and I am going with him. Peggy Chilcott is in Seattle and her husband wants us to ride over with him this week-end to bring her back. So it looks like one of these days we'll have to go over to the big city in spite of all our excuses. If you ever meet any of these people, you'll feel that you know them after all the talking I do about them.
Today is Dick's birthday and I'll bet that's where you are tonight. How is everything with them? Mrs. Armstrong writes that it is terribly hot just now. They think it's hot here but I'm afraid they don't know what hot weather is. Tenants in the Court ask me if it's hot enough now and I say it's just comfortable. They think I'm being obstinate. When S.L. really turns on the heat come up and try this ice box of mine. Nothing much happens. We see a lot of shows, go on an occasional picnic or house party. But time passes fast. I meant to tell you, Pop, that Jack Murdock--branch manager in Boise--quite and went with J. B. Burnham. The whole branch blew up about a week ago. Ken and Betty More insisted on a transfer to Los Angeles. Maybe if things had popped sooner over there, we could have stayed. Oh well, we'll never see the world that way.
Ted and Woody just walked in and want to see a show, so must close. How do you like this little snap? I'll bet you are getting weary of looking at Bob and me posing all over the Northwest. I had to send this one, though, I think it's pretty good of both of us and I don't think we have ever had one of both of us before.
Tell everyone hello and write. What have you decided about that vacation? Tell Tom I haven't received that letter yet--must have gone to the wrong address. Love Louise
June 25, 1940
Dear Folks:
Here I am at last. Something always comes up to keep me from writing when I plan to. I expected to go to the office with Bob tonight and use a typewriter, but it is so hot he said he couldn't work if he went--so here I am scribbling again. We didn't get to Seattle as I had hoped but are going to visit in a few weeks. Peggy Chikett's home is here and she is coming over shortly for a visit and her husband, Bob and I are going to drive over for a week-end. We had a car over the week-end and it seemed good to get off our feet for a couple of days. Bob has a new collector that has a car of his own--kind of a company car, so we have decided to take the company car away from him this week-end. He can't drive too cars at once, anyway. I met the "New Business" men's wife recently. Pearson is their name and they are buying a home here in spite of the fact that he is gone most of the time. I think she gets quite lonesome. She can't travel with him because of a 3 year old young-un they adopted. We have been seeing a great deal of them. Bob brought them home to dinner-unexpectedly-one night. Next night they invited us up the canyon on a picnic dinner. Saturday night we went dancing together and Sunday went on another picnic. Mr. Pearson left town yesterday and last night the Mrs (named Ted) Bob and I went to a show. She's swell company and a person with a swell sense of humor. We make congenial company for each other-were both just crazy enough. She is a French Canadian but calls San Francisco "home". She's dark, with olive skin and big black eyes and a constant smile. I'll send a picture of her sometime. I really know some swell people by now. Everyone is so nice with us. Incidentally, this man "Woody" Pearson is originally from Ogden. He knows Uncle Ruben. He was a bookkeeper for some livestock company in Ogden when Uncle Rub was there. Well, more about the Pearson's later.
We have just herd that the Boise Office blew completely up. Jack Murdock, branch manager quit and went to work for J.A. Burnham. I don't know whether he stayed in Boise or went to Salt Lake. Ken Moore, new business manager over there insisted on and got transferred to Los Angeles. Things certainly pop fast and often in D.I.T. Never know what's going on so hang on tight there are changes everywhere.
I wish I had something interesting to write about, but life is slow and easy here. You may be interested to know that I have just about decided (all by myself, too) to vote Republican, come this election and if I can vote. Have you got a good argument against it? I just listened to Norma talk and unless politicians are liars, I think maybe they will keep us out of the war for awhile...if there is a war by that time. Looks bad for mighty England doesn't it?
News of JoAnn was interesting. If you see her, give my best wished for a happy married life. She deserves it. Tell her to write.
Glad you are feeling better, Pop. Why not take that trip to San Francisco--via Yakima. There is a road from here to there. I don't think it's necessary to go to Portland. Want to drag you off in this general direction every time you get a vacation and this may be the last year of the Fair so you do exactly what you want. Maybe you could go to San Francisco now and steal a few days later to come to Yakima. But we are always happy to have you come whenever you can. There is still nothing definite about when Bob can take a vacation. Course I'm always free and we could have a glorious time if you came to Yakima. I hope you can manage to see both of us--the Fair and me.
Hope something of interest happens soon so I can write about it next letter. Write often. tell everyone Hello. Love, Louise
Here I am at last. Something always comes up to keep me from writing when I plan to. I expected to go to the office with Bob tonight and use a typewriter, but it is so hot he said he couldn't work if he went--so here I am scribbling again. We didn't get to Seattle as I had hoped but are going to visit in a few weeks. Peggy Chikett's home is here and she is coming over shortly for a visit and her husband, Bob and I are going to drive over for a week-end. We had a car over the week-end and it seemed good to get off our feet for a couple of days. Bob has a new collector that has a car of his own--kind of a company car, so we have decided to take the company car away from him this week-end. He can't drive too cars at once, anyway. I met the "New Business" men's wife recently. Pearson is their name and they are buying a home here in spite of the fact that he is gone most of the time. I think she gets quite lonesome. She can't travel with him because of a 3 year old young-un they adopted. We have been seeing a great deal of them. Bob brought them home to dinner-unexpectedly-one night. Next night they invited us up the canyon on a picnic dinner. Saturday night we went dancing together and Sunday went on another picnic. Mr. Pearson left town yesterday and last night the Mrs (named Ted) Bob and I went to a show. She's swell company and a person with a swell sense of humor. We make congenial company for each other-were both just crazy enough. She is a French Canadian but calls San Francisco "home". She's dark, with olive skin and big black eyes and a constant smile. I'll send a picture of her sometime. I really know some swell people by now. Everyone is so nice with us. Incidentally, this man "Woody" Pearson is originally from Ogden. He knows Uncle Ruben. He was a bookkeeper for some livestock company in Ogden when Uncle Rub was there. Well, more about the Pearson's later.
We have just herd that the Boise Office blew completely up. Jack Murdock, branch manager quit and went to work for J.A. Burnham. I don't know whether he stayed in Boise or went to Salt Lake. Ken Moore, new business manager over there insisted on and got transferred to Los Angeles. Things certainly pop fast and often in D.I.T. Never know what's going on so hang on tight there are changes everywhere.
I wish I had something interesting to write about, but life is slow and easy here. You may be interested to know that I have just about decided (all by myself, too) to vote Republican, come this election and if I can vote. Have you got a good argument against it? I just listened to Norma talk and unless politicians are liars, I think maybe they will keep us out of the war for awhile...if there is a war by that time. Looks bad for mighty England doesn't it?
News of JoAnn was interesting. If you see her, give my best wished for a happy married life. She deserves it. Tell her to write.
Glad you are feeling better, Pop. Why not take that trip to San Francisco--via Yakima. There is a road from here to there. I don't think it's necessary to go to Portland. Want to drag you off in this general direction every time you get a vacation and this may be the last year of the Fair so you do exactly what you want. Maybe you could go to San Francisco now and steal a few days later to come to Yakima. But we are always happy to have you come whenever you can. There is still nothing definite about when Bob can take a vacation. Course I'm always free and we could have a glorious time if you came to Yakima. I hope you can manage to see both of us--the Fair and me.
Hope something of interest happens soon so I can write about it next letter. Write often. tell everyone Hello. Love, Louise
Monday, April 20, 2009
June 15, 1940
Dear Mom & Pop:
Here I am a widow again. Bob left this morning for Portland for a meeting but will be back tomorrow night. I'm going to stay with Peggy Chiloott, whose husband also went. I was mad this time and raised considerable hell, so I got a trip to Seattle next week-end promised to me. I still have a vacation in Salt lake coming from the last meeting Bob went to and he stills says I can come on a visit whenever I want, I may find out if he means it. I think it would be fun to bum around Salt lake for a week or so with nothing to do but visit. Pop, I was just wondering if you need some help in the office while you take a vacation with your dentist. I probable couldn't do much good but might be able to keep people busy. You didn't tell me whether you could leave town then and when you plan to have it done. I guess I had better forget Kay for awhile since a baby is still in the running. I wouldn't dare try to get them both in. It sounds as though Baby has changed her realm at last. She has certainly been trying. All the hocus-pokus about wanting to be like me is flattering, but it would be a shame for her to change very much she's so cute as she is.
Well, Mom, sounds like things are humming down that way with relatives and friends raising everything from lilies to roses. It's fun to get the clippings. I am surprised at LaNor. So far as I know she didn't have a serious love affair in the line when I was getting married. It must have been a second Larsen-Armstrong affair. I guess the gals in A.I. are all so old they can't afford long engagements. Don't tell anyone what I said. LaNor's picture is very natural and very pretty. i like her a lot and if either of you see her give her my love and best wishes.
Haven't much to tell you, as usual. Mrs. Clam and I are quite the buddies and I like it. She is an unusually nice person./ She brings me cookies every day or so and we run back and forth for tea every day and go to town and shop. I enjoy her a lot. Tell Tom if the gal situation gets too tough to come up here. Yakima has some beautiful gals and that's the truth. I'd like to have him spend some time with me, we could have fun. Try to sell him on the idea when he gets back.
Excuse this hurried letter but I am trying to get out to Peggy's by 6:00--she's having a chicken dinner just for the two of us and her 3 year old boy. So now I know you'll forgive the rush, I have almost an hour to go send and have to dress yet.
I hope my signature was in the right place on the stock, Pop...and also that my name was all that was missing. Most of all I hope you get a good deal from Kaysor. Personally I don't see how he can possible succeed unless someone undertakes to run both him and the business and he's a bit touch on that point. Thanks again for buying me out. I hope you don't lose on it.
I'm sending you pictures of the fish in the next letter. I guess that will prove somebody caught one. I still say it was me. Or did you mean the salmon jumping? If so, you don't get me on that---you gotta come an see for yourself. Write. Love, Louise
Here I am a widow again. Bob left this morning for Portland for a meeting but will be back tomorrow night. I'm going to stay with Peggy Chiloott, whose husband also went. I was mad this time and raised considerable hell, so I got a trip to Seattle next week-end promised to me. I still have a vacation in Salt lake coming from the last meeting Bob went to and he stills says I can come on a visit whenever I want, I may find out if he means it. I think it would be fun to bum around Salt lake for a week or so with nothing to do but visit. Pop, I was just wondering if you need some help in the office while you take a vacation with your dentist. I probable couldn't do much good but might be able to keep people busy. You didn't tell me whether you could leave town then and when you plan to have it done. I guess I had better forget Kay for awhile since a baby is still in the running. I wouldn't dare try to get them both in. It sounds as though Baby has changed her realm at last. She has certainly been trying. All the hocus-pokus about wanting to be like me is flattering, but it would be a shame for her to change very much she's so cute as she is.
Well, Mom, sounds like things are humming down that way with relatives and friends raising everything from lilies to roses. It's fun to get the clippings. I am surprised at LaNor. So far as I know she didn't have a serious love affair in the line when I was getting married. It must have been a second Larsen-Armstrong affair. I guess the gals in A.I. are all so old they can't afford long engagements. Don't tell anyone what I said. LaNor's picture is very natural and very pretty. i like her a lot and if either of you see her give her my love and best wishes.
Haven't much to tell you, as usual. Mrs. Clam and I are quite the buddies and I like it. She is an unusually nice person./ She brings me cookies every day or so and we run back and forth for tea every day and go to town and shop. I enjoy her a lot. Tell Tom if the gal situation gets too tough to come up here. Yakima has some beautiful gals and that's the truth. I'd like to have him spend some time with me, we could have fun. Try to sell him on the idea when he gets back.
Excuse this hurried letter but I am trying to get out to Peggy's by 6:00--she's having a chicken dinner just for the two of us and her 3 year old boy. So now I know you'll forgive the rush, I have almost an hour to go send and have to dress yet.
I hope my signature was in the right place on the stock, Pop...and also that my name was all that was missing. Most of all I hope you get a good deal from Kaysor. Personally I don't see how he can possible succeed unless someone undertakes to run both him and the business and he's a bit touch on that point. Thanks again for buying me out. I hope you don't lose on it.
I'm sending you pictures of the fish in the next letter. I guess that will prove somebody caught one. I still say it was me. Or did you mean the salmon jumping? If so, you don't get me on that---you gotta come an see for yourself. Write. Love, Louise
Saturday, April 18, 2009
June 3, 1940
Dear Folks:
Sorry to be so slow writing but I have been busy getting my house in order and I wrote one letter last week-my limit-to Bobby since it was his birthday. We are pretty well settled now and love our place. We have been taking pictures of it and ourselves and will send you some in the next letter-(it's a promise.) We have also been working in a little fun. We expected to spend a quiet Decoration Day. Thought we would take a street car to the end of the line and maybe walk back and take pictures along the way. But the Chrysler Dealer here lives in our apartment and he and his wife invited us to go riding in this big Chrysler and they really showed us the valley. They said the Salmon were running and took us up the canyon gorge to Rosa Dam where we could watch them swimming up over the dam via a ladder affair built for them. Quite an accommodation for fish. We have a swell picture of it and will send it next time. This is a beautiful valley with real rugged country surrounding it. Later in the day we took them to dinner and then spent the evening at their apartment. They seemed to enjoy our company and took me with them yesterday to a gorgeous spot to fish. It's a big dam on a road being built straight through from here to Portland. The road won't be finished, however, for two years. The dam is called Rim Rock and is surrounded by high elegant mountains. It's only about an hours drive from Yakima. They have a perfectly swell cabin boat that does about 20 miles an hour. We went cruising around the lake, then anchored and did a little trolling. Mrs Clam is an old hand at fishing. Bob and I didn't have licenses but we used their poles and you won't believe it but I caught the first fish. They weren't biting and we only got six. I have a picture of us-me and the fish-Which is forthcoming. I'm going to enjoy them-the clams. She is in her thirties but has no children and is very nice-an old school teacher. Bob's going to buy me a pole and she and I are going fishing in the river in the afternoon. It takes only a few minutes to get to some good fishing on the river.
Well, so much for us. That's about all we've done since we moved in. Glad to hear you are enjoying your car so much but that's not hard to understand. We will probably end up with a Chrysler if we don't watch out. I think we've convinced them we're just struggling along and now drive exactly the kind of car we should have with our present income. It would be swell if you could manage another trip in this direction. you'd love this country and you can roll over to Seattle in 3 1/2 hours on the countries most scenic highways--and see Rainier on the way--and there are some beautiful spots close around Yakima. the city itself is interesting...all kinds of people with the Indians well represented. There is a big reservation just north of here and a big part of the population roam Yakima's streets. Right smack in the center of our fair city streets a ten story structure which started to be a hotel. They got all the steel and cement work done and then ran out of funds. So the owner of the biggest hotel in the city bought controlling interest and instead of putting up the funds to complete the building he built a board fence around it and said he figured he was still ahead. It has weathered so much it has been condemned---and so it stands--the worst eye sore the city ever had. But it's different and quite a story. We could have a great time. Our apartment is a swell spot to live. It's old but it's lovely and the rooms are big and darn cold-so it promises to be swell for the hot weather they claim we'll have. It can be a beautiful, warm day outside and I am chilly inside. So I go out to get warm and our landlord-a big, fat man goes out to cool off. He things I'm crazy, but his apartment gets more light. But it's nice. It has a big fireplace and when it gets to chilly we have a fire. We're getting along just right. Bob had a raise when his last check came in and our living expenses are less than in Boise. It doesn't sound right but it's so. You'll just have to come up and see this place. We have gas refrigeration and store. We pay $40.00 a month--$5 less than Boise--and they pay the gas bill and heat in the winter. All we have are the lights and juice is cheap here. the only worry I have is that they'll go bankrupt they're so gorgeous and I'll have to find another place to live. Gavin is the janitor and if I can't turn a knob all I do is ring him on the house phone and he'll commit murder for you if the rent is paid. All deliveries mare made at a back entrance and Gavin puts them on your dumb waiter and sends them up. I wanted to take my laundry, but nothing doing. Gavin came up and explained the different ways to send your washing, Mom, I don't mean to make apartment living sound to glamours but I'm being spoiled fast. But I have never herd of or seen anything quite like this. The man who runs the office is a retired auto dealer and apparently 4runs the place for fun. Some of the apartments aren't too attractive and they have several that aren't rented and it does tend to worry them. Clam's the only people who have lived in the north wing for months and they are the only apartment in it. Well, come and see it soon.
It's bad they didn't catch the thief. If Tom even sees your neighbor on the West in his hats or watch, he's apt to wish the cops had caught him. Tom should be a perfect young man with the kind of training you can give him, Pop, and his energy and square chin. Maybe you could keep him out in the service unless Hitler has us out on a branch-I guess I mean limb. The war scares me. I guess there is no particular reason why the allies couldn't lose. I wish something would stop it all quick.
If I quit now maybe I can get this off tonight. I listen every day for Dave Scudder-it sounds swell. I hope it goes big-it should. I'll be looking for Scudder and wife in person one day soon. I hope to pay S.L. a visit sometime during the summer-maybe ride out with you or something.
Bob says "Hello" and to come up and see some country you've never seen before.
Love to all, Louise
P.S. mom, speaking of flowers-Mrs Chandler, the landlord's wife-brought me a big bouquet of white peonies a few days ago. They are very nice people. he spends all day keeping up the lot-he's very proud of it. Will you all come and see it? Goodnight
Sorry to be so slow writing but I have been busy getting my house in order and I wrote one letter last week-my limit-to Bobby since it was his birthday. We are pretty well settled now and love our place. We have been taking pictures of it and ourselves and will send you some in the next letter-(it's a promise.) We have also been working in a little fun. We expected to spend a quiet Decoration Day. Thought we would take a street car to the end of the line and maybe walk back and take pictures along the way. But the Chrysler Dealer here lives in our apartment and he and his wife invited us to go riding in this big Chrysler and they really showed us the valley. They said the Salmon were running and took us up the canyon gorge to Rosa Dam where we could watch them swimming up over the dam via a ladder affair built for them. Quite an accommodation for fish. We have a swell picture of it and will send it next time. This is a beautiful valley with real rugged country surrounding it. Later in the day we took them to dinner and then spent the evening at their apartment. They seemed to enjoy our company and took me with them yesterday to a gorgeous spot to fish. It's a big dam on a road being built straight through from here to Portland. The road won't be finished, however, for two years. The dam is called Rim Rock and is surrounded by high elegant mountains. It's only about an hours drive from Yakima. They have a perfectly swell cabin boat that does about 20 miles an hour. We went cruising around the lake, then anchored and did a little trolling. Mrs Clam is an old hand at fishing. Bob and I didn't have licenses but we used their poles and you won't believe it but I caught the first fish. They weren't biting and we only got six. I have a picture of us-me and the fish-Which is forthcoming. I'm going to enjoy them-the clams. She is in her thirties but has no children and is very nice-an old school teacher. Bob's going to buy me a pole and she and I are going fishing in the river in the afternoon. It takes only a few minutes to get to some good fishing on the river.
Well, so much for us. That's about all we've done since we moved in. Glad to hear you are enjoying your car so much but that's not hard to understand. We will probably end up with a Chrysler if we don't watch out. I think we've convinced them we're just struggling along and now drive exactly the kind of car we should have with our present income. It would be swell if you could manage another trip in this direction. you'd love this country and you can roll over to Seattle in 3 1/2 hours on the countries most scenic highways--and see Rainier on the way--and there are some beautiful spots close around Yakima. the city itself is interesting...all kinds of people with the Indians well represented. There is a big reservation just north of here and a big part of the population roam Yakima's streets. Right smack in the center of our fair city streets a ten story structure which started to be a hotel. They got all the steel and cement work done and then ran out of funds. So the owner of the biggest hotel in the city bought controlling interest and instead of putting up the funds to complete the building he built a board fence around it and said he figured he was still ahead. It has weathered so much it has been condemned---and so it stands--the worst eye sore the city ever had. But it's different and quite a story. We could have a great time. Our apartment is a swell spot to live. It's old but it's lovely and the rooms are big and darn cold-so it promises to be swell for the hot weather they claim we'll have. It can be a beautiful, warm day outside and I am chilly inside. So I go out to get warm and our landlord-a big, fat man goes out to cool off. He things I'm crazy, but his apartment gets more light. But it's nice. It has a big fireplace and when it gets to chilly we have a fire. We're getting along just right. Bob had a raise when his last check came in and our living expenses are less than in Boise. It doesn't sound right but it's so. You'll just have to come up and see this place. We have gas refrigeration and store. We pay $40.00 a month--$5 less than Boise--and they pay the gas bill and heat in the winter. All we have are the lights and juice is cheap here. the only worry I have is that they'll go bankrupt they're so gorgeous and I'll have to find another place to live. Gavin is the janitor and if I can't turn a knob all I do is ring him on the house phone and he'll commit murder for you if the rent is paid. All deliveries mare made at a back entrance and Gavin puts them on your dumb waiter and sends them up. I wanted to take my laundry, but nothing doing. Gavin came up and explained the different ways to send your washing, Mom, I don't mean to make apartment living sound to glamours but I'm being spoiled fast. But I have never herd of or seen anything quite like this. The man who runs the office is a retired auto dealer and apparently 4runs the place for fun. Some of the apartments aren't too attractive and they have several that aren't rented and it does tend to worry them. Clam's the only people who have lived in the north wing for months and they are the only apartment in it. Well, come and see it soon.
It's bad they didn't catch the thief. If Tom even sees your neighbor on the West in his hats or watch, he's apt to wish the cops had caught him. Tom should be a perfect young man with the kind of training you can give him, Pop, and his energy and square chin. Maybe you could keep him out in the service unless Hitler has us out on a branch-I guess I mean limb. The war scares me. I guess there is no particular reason why the allies couldn't lose. I wish something would stop it all quick.
If I quit now maybe I can get this off tonight. I listen every day for Dave Scudder-it sounds swell. I hope it goes big-it should. I'll be looking for Scudder and wife in person one day soon. I hope to pay S.L. a visit sometime during the summer-maybe ride out with you or something.
Bob says "Hello" and to come up and see some country you've never seen before.
Love to all, Louise
P.S. mom, speaking of flowers-Mrs Chandler, the landlord's wife-brought me a big bouquet of white peonies a few days ago. They are very nice people. he spends all day keeping up the lot-he's very proud of it. Will you all come and see it? Goodnight
Friday, April 17, 2009
March 12, 1940
Dear Family:
I haven't really forgotten you all. Have really been busy with one thing and another but can't remember just what at the moment. Pop, I'm sorry to neglect you on the income tax reports after my offer to help but I'm glad to hear that it is all straightened out and on it's way. Kay probably knows as much or more about it as I do. As for my own 1% I think I'll forget it. My conscience won't bother me but do you think I can get away with it? Tell me what you think.
It seemed good to see Tom. I tried my best to get him to stay with me for awhile but I think he wanted to hurry home and start work on that new pair of skis. It was too bad but, as you say, probably good experience. I guess there is no stopping him now, so more power to him. How is everyone else doing down there? Noone ever writes. I did get a letter from Melba, though. Sorry to hear about Dale and hope he fells better by now. How are all the other little boys? I'm dying to see them.
Mom, you'll have to come up and stay for awhile and teach me how to sew on something. I go to Mary Merrill Enders' sewing bee every Thursday afternoon and quite enjoy it but they insist after lunch that I sew on something. I tore out the hem in the legs of that cute bargain bathing suit for a few weeks and now I'm putting them back and I'll soon be through and have to start a new "piece." So bring your crocheting needles and come on up and teach me to do something to make them all envious. I think I could learn now I'm really getting domesticated. "Gone With The Wind" was here and all evening seats were reserved so we had Bernice and Owen Sproat over to dinner and ll went last Thursday. What a dinner. Corn cold...potatoes burned...biscuits a bit leaded. Well I tried. At least I'll never do any worse and they swore it was good. My little girl reserves are pretty cute young-uns but hart to keep busy. But I'm learning all about Boise running around looking up entertainment for them. I can see I'll have to write more often so I can remember something I've done to write about. Pop, I wish you'd hurry and come up and I'll let you help me start a new business. And it's not an Agency. It's a brand new kind of Business. A brain child of my own and so far as I know has never been done and can be a tremendous thing! It's a secret and you'll have to come up and find out what it is. Maybe this will at least be the means of getting you to Boise and this business won't be a total failure. I guess this sounds funny and you'll probably be right up to see if I'm all right. Whatever brings you I wish it would hurry I'd really like to see you all. And spring is here and is something to write home about. Come up and loaf for awhile. It will do you a world of good.
Bob is through and waiting to go to a show so will have to stop. I'll write soon again and hope you are all well. Bob says hello. Tell Dick and Ellen hello and we're expecting you this month without fail. Don't forget the golf clubs. Plan to stay for awhile there is a lot to do and see here. And write. Love, Louise
I haven't really forgotten you all. Have really been busy with one thing and another but can't remember just what at the moment. Pop, I'm sorry to neglect you on the income tax reports after my offer to help but I'm glad to hear that it is all straightened out and on it's way. Kay probably knows as much or more about it as I do. As for my own 1% I think I'll forget it. My conscience won't bother me but do you think I can get away with it? Tell me what you think.
It seemed good to see Tom. I tried my best to get him to stay with me for awhile but I think he wanted to hurry home and start work on that new pair of skis. It was too bad but, as you say, probably good experience. I guess there is no stopping him now, so more power to him. How is everyone else doing down there? Noone ever writes. I did get a letter from Melba, though. Sorry to hear about Dale and hope he fells better by now. How are all the other little boys? I'm dying to see them.
Mom, you'll have to come up and stay for awhile and teach me how to sew on something. I go to Mary Merrill Enders' sewing bee every Thursday afternoon and quite enjoy it but they insist after lunch that I sew on something. I tore out the hem in the legs of that cute bargain bathing suit for a few weeks and now I'm putting them back and I'll soon be through and have to start a new "piece." So bring your crocheting needles and come on up and teach me to do something to make them all envious. I think I could learn now I'm really getting domesticated. "Gone With The Wind" was here and all evening seats were reserved so we had Bernice and Owen Sproat over to dinner and ll went last Thursday. What a dinner. Corn cold...potatoes burned...biscuits a bit leaded. Well I tried. At least I'll never do any worse and they swore it was good. My little girl reserves are pretty cute young-uns but hart to keep busy. But I'm learning all about Boise running around looking up entertainment for them. I can see I'll have to write more often so I can remember something I've done to write about. Pop, I wish you'd hurry and come up and I'll let you help me start a new business. And it's not an Agency. It's a brand new kind of Business. A brain child of my own and so far as I know has never been done and can be a tremendous thing! It's a secret and you'll have to come up and find out what it is. Maybe this will at least be the means of getting you to Boise and this business won't be a total failure. I guess this sounds funny and you'll probably be right up to see if I'm all right. Whatever brings you I wish it would hurry I'd really like to see you all. And spring is here and is something to write home about. Come up and loaf for awhile. It will do you a world of good.
Bob is through and waiting to go to a show so will have to stop. I'll write soon again and hope you are all well. Bob says hello. Tell Dick and Ellen hello and we're expecting you this month without fail. Don't forget the golf clubs. Plan to stay for awhile there is a lot to do and see here. And write. Love, Louise
Letters
I'm going to start something new on this blog. I have a lot of letters that Louise and Robert Armstrong wrote home when they were first married. They lived in Washington state and wrote home to Tom and Grandma and Grandpa Larsen. The letters span the time when Tom was killed, so they should be interesting and give us some insight into them as people and into the family. It should be fun, so check back often.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Benediction, Gene Livingston
Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be Thy name. At the close of this beautiful service we present ourselves before Thee in reverence to Thee, Heavenly Father, and in memory of our friend and brother, Robert Frances Armstrong. We thank Thee, Heavenly Father, for these beautiful services, for the peace that has been present here with Thy spirit. We ask that Thou wilt comfort Aunt Em and bob’s wife and the family and that they might gain some comfort in knowing that Bob has gone to his father. That his father is probably rejoicing with Bob as much as we are now mouring. Heavenly Father, take us to the cemetery in safety. Be with us at all times. Help us retain the beautiful things that have been said and put them into practice through the rest of our lives, we ask in the name of the Lord, Jesus Christ, Amen.
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