43 Harriet practices the piano and Myron practices for the Athletics play
43 Harriet practices the piano and Myron practices for the Athletics play
Gloria (Stafford) Hansen; Harriet (Stafford) Dukelow; and Myron "Buddy" Covell Stafford
November 7, 1934
Dear Corinna,
Your toe is a real pest, isn’t it? If we had known it was going to get this way we should have taken you to another doctor while you were home. But who was to know all was going to happen that has happened! I suppose there is really no one to blame but as long as it didn’t heal at home here I feel Dr. A. should have sent you to a foot specialist. I know you must have dreaded this last time a lot. But you will have to do as you said in your letter you would—try and not worry about anything. You just musn’t be like me, Corinna.
I’m so glad you all could see Mary. I know she must enjoy getting or being I mean with her cousins. What did she think of Phyllis? Who is Mrs. Peak?
No Russy, Harriet and Gloria do not have “The Life of Our Lord” and I know they would just love one that you had mounted and sent them. They even haven’t had a chance to read it because it wasn’t in our Daily Paper.
Harriet is practicing her hour and Gloria is reading a book. I have been helping her review Nandla’s land tonight for a test. I help her with her History stories too. She is getting better in her thinking already. All she needed was some individual attention.
Gloria’s arm is quite sore from the vaccination but Harriet’s didn’t work,–you know she was vaccinated when she was a baby.
Myron is up at school practicing for the “Athletics” Play. It is a comedy and he has one of the important parts. I’m glad he’s in it because it keeps him busy.
Well election is over and Olson is reelected. Mrs. Westre and Amy were the two women on the election board—they and the 3 men counted votes all night and until 11 o’clock this morning. They were all terribly tired.
I washed Myron’s Boy Scout clothes today so as to have them ready for Court of Honor next Sunday. It is to be held in Atwater because there are to be 7 Eagles from Atwater.
Today was Geo. Cederstrom’s funeral—cars were parked way past our place and down the other 2 streets. Winnie went but of course I didn’t. Myrtle was in tonight. She said she was writing to you. Goodnight dear little Corinna, Love from Mother.
Dear Kinney,
Daddy said he’d give about 1 dollar or so for the Christmas present and we will each put in some. When shall we send the money?
Gloria and I just got new sweaters, all colors—red, blue, yellow, white, and purple plaid. That’s the only new thing we have new this year. The rest of the things have been made over from somebody elses clothes. Mother has fixed over skirts to wear with them for best. Bobby went around the block to-day and over to Olga’s. He still has some of the pneumonia robe on but is much better.
We are having a geography and history test to-morrow. I think they both will be easy but geoghraphy will be the easiest. I’m so tired I cannot write anymore. And as this is just a note anyway I guess it’s a