Showing posts with label George. Show all posts
Showing posts with label George. Show all posts

Friday, December 28, 2012

July 6, 1943: Dorothy (sister) to Speak

Dear Speak:

Hello Daddy, say your daughter is sure cute, Madge is feeling fine she sure looks good, the second day after baby came she wrote a 9 page letter to you.

We, Ella and I, went up to the hospital to see Madge and baby gee she stretched and yawned so cute and couldn't quite wake up, she has the most lot of hair, 7 lbs, she's quite a girl.

I'll bet you chest is out a foot isn't it, I guess it seemed a long time before you got the telegram, the roses you sent to the hospital are sure pretty.

Speak, what do you think about us selling this lot, La Rue Gammell and her husband wanted to buy it, we asked George's advice, I told them taxes were due on it, which hadn't been probated, they haven't been back to see what his answer would be, but now he don't want to sell it for less than $500 or $600 so that when taxes are paid and it's probated we make $100 profit, he would, I guess he think this is too soon, frankly I don't think for a minute it can be done, do you?

Now he says not to do anything about it till he comes up for vacation.  George Myers said it would sell for about $350 and that's his .50 cents.  We quoted Ra Rue $300 but don't tell George the girls wrote him we hadn't set price, but at that La Rue thought for the cash price they should get it cheaper, I don't do you?

They will bring house from Eureka and put it here, George thinks it would be better to have someone build a swell brick home here.

It was sure a dull 4th here, no celebration, not evn a band concert, did you have anything down there?

Ed and Lela are out to Vernal for their vacation, her folks brought Bruce out to Salt Lake to join air force, he will be 18 soon, so he wanted to join up before he is drafted, so Lela rode home with her folks it would be more comfortable for Larry and her Ed went Friday.

Polly is going to quit the infirmary, he hands are bad again, the Dr. says to quit is only way to keep em out of water and they will clear up.

Ella wants to take her place and I don't think she would like it, she can't get release from her work unless she quits for 30 days.  She wouldn't like to stay there every night, I don't know whether to try it or not, I really don't believe I would like it, so many dishes to do and stay nights, it's hard to catch buses, Mr. Nussink said Ella could have it if she wants the job.

Us girls are all well and hope this letter finds you the same.

It is surely hot here lately for the last 2 weeks we've nearly cooked.

It was wash day today.  So, I'll close so postman can have this.

Be careful and take good care of yourself.

Lots of love,

Dorothy

Sunday, December 23, 2012

Janurary 26, 1943: Madge to Speak

Oh, My Darling:

At last I recieved the very first letter from my man in the service.  What a thrill.  Honey, do you know what you are to be. Ground crew, pilot, gunner, or what?  I do hope it's the ground crew, leaving all personal feelings aside.  do you think you'll like it?  I hope so.  It seems to be a good branch to be in.  Write and tell me.

I paid the hospital plan today up and including July.  So that's that.

I'm sending George's field glasses back to him tomorrow.  I'll insure them for a $50.00 to make sure. 

Today, Mother went downtown and brought the cloth for 4 small receiving blankets isn't she sweet?  And then we'll crochet around them with blue and pink.

Ella came in tonight to see if I knew where you were yet.  The mailman doesn't come until almost 7:00.  so Daddy brought it (letter) down to me - and she said she didn't think I was going to have a baby cause I should show it a little - it almost hurt my feelings - Because I know we are.

Last night I dreamed I had it.  It was a boy and it was cute.

I made $2.40 cents tonight.  It all goes in our bank, it's going up and up.

As usual, I slept till noon today, got up and had breakfast and went down to the bank.  Mom won't wake me up.  She says when I've had enough sleep I'll wake up.

It is now 12:00 PM - Murray just came up to the door to see if I had a ride hom - It was awfully nice of him.  But Eilien had her car and I don't get off until 12:30.  so I am now writing this so I can mail it right off.

Hey Sweet, please excuse all my samples of stationary, I've just been picking up a piece here and there.

Darling, I'm kinda glad you kinda feel bad at night. 'Cause so do I.  Did you like what I wrote on the back of my picture?  Now Speak, if you run out of money you be sure and write won't you?  Wouldn't you like a nice money belt?  I saw a honey of a one today.  I'd sure like to buy it for you.  Instead of a flap, it has a zipper.

I'll send you ring, day after tomorrow.  and do you want your cigatette case?

And now my love, I guess I'd better sign off and go home and dream of you.

I do hope 15 cents will take this first letter to you.

Until tomorrow - 
With all my love
-Bye for now

Madge