“Well,
howdy you all!
“I’m
not that bad yet, but it takes will power to keep from pickin’ up that stuff,
and I about lost the urge to resist, when, tonight, for about the third time, I
was classed as a Luthehuah. The first
day we were here, a woman asked if we were from the South, and we admitted it
was South of here – A Wisconsin boy & some girl asked me if Kansas wasn’t
below the Mason-Dixon line – a Texas girl that that we were about the same as
Tennessee, in geog and another Texas girl said I’d pass for a Texan from my
talk. This South business is being a liberal education to me….
“Southerners. I’ve met 2 from Georgia, 3 Miss, 2 Kentucky,
2 Tennessee, too many Texas, 3 Arkansas, 1 Florida, so I’ve learned a lot about
them. We have a lot of good clean fun
about our accents, it’s as good a topic of conversation as the weather.
--Letter from my
mother, Ruth Esther Murray, Sioux City, Iowa, to her family, Hutchinson, Kans.,
around Monday, June 24, 1946. She was part of a Methodist Youth Caravan that
summer and the letter was written sometime between June 16 and 24. This is the first letter I have written by my
mother. It was written about three
months before my parents met. The
Caravan training lasted June 18-28, 1946, in Sioux City, Iowa.
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