"Philip
and Carol left today. It's sure going to
be lonesome without them. Uncle Woodrow
married Maryjane again. Philip was
taking his nap when she came in but he wasn't asleep yet. When he saw her he didn't know what to
say. He just lay there and grinned….
“When you left I had your work to do. When
Daddy got his knee hurt I had his work to do, then Stanley left and I had his
work to do. I have been pumping water
and more water for calves, pigs, chickens and people. I sure have callouses on my hands, especially
my right hand. I'll draw you a picture
of my hand and show you where they are.”
--
Letter from my aunt Barbara, Bloomington, Kans., to my father, Sunday, Cape
Girardeau, Mo., August 22, 1943. My
father’s young cousins, Philip and Carol, had been staying with my grandparents
while their parents, Woodrow and Maryjane, were separated.
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