"Saturday
night we went to town to see 'Lad, Son of Lassie.' It was fine and although Stanley was tired
out from carrying water all day to the threshers he wouldn't have missed it for
anything.
"We
got our threshing done last Friday and then I helped Irma and Alice cook for
threshers on Sat. and Mon. so I feel like I had my share. They finished the
threshing in this community Mon. evening."
--
Letter from my grandmother, Bloomington, Kans., to my father, Boulder, Colo.,
Wednesday, July 25, 1945.
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