"Darling
DeVere,
“It
seemed that I kept thinking about you, so I thought it would be psychologically
sound to write to you to clear you out of my mind so I could write on my theme.
Also, I found my outline in this pad, so that proves I was right.... I just got
back from a walk, which I justified because I was stiff from riding horseback
and needed to work it out. (I didn't
tell you yesterday that I was getting very sore & don't you tell
Stanley! I'm not at all hurt by it.)...
"Well,
my dearest, I'm certainly ready and willing to join your family and form here
on out I'm going to act that way. I do
feel a part of it now. I certainly want
you & your immediate family to know how much I enjoy and appreciate
them. I had the best time yet this
weekend and especially my attempts at education into farm procedure. I hope we can be a family as good and
family-like as yours. I think everyone
of you is tops. It's mighty good of you
to take care of me for such a long time.
"I'm
quite positive there's no one as good and good for me in the world as you and
fortunately, in just 201 days, I won't have to get along without you any
more."
--Letter from my mother, Winfield, Kans. to my
father, Bloomington, Kans., Monday, July 7, 1947. This is the first time that my mother called
my father DeVere in a letter. His name
was Sidney DeVere Brown. Most of his
family called him DeVere, while his college friends and Navy friends called him
Sid.
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