Dear Corinna, (written Aug. 1, 1935)
Am just home from the W.C.T.U. out at the Henry Jones Cottage. We had a lovely fish dinner and all kinds of accessories besides fish. I rode out with Boyd Johnson and Gordon and Anna Christenson and came back with Ethel Holm I wanted to get home early so as to get Myron’s supper. Daddy started threshing today. He is driving a bundle team for Nels Nordstrom. He says it will take about 10 days. So Myron opened up the garage at 6:30 this morning. He got to bed at 1:30. Gloria takes his meals down to him at noon and night on the bike. Gloria delivered papers as usual this afternoon while I was gone.
Yesterday I had Betty and Mrs. Nels Peterson here for coffee and we planned our Sunday meals. We are each going to cook a chicken and bake apple pies—cook carrots on Sat. We will take that and the other groceries out Sat. eve. Miss Stenberg will help them with the dinner on Sun. Sunday, we are supposed to go out in the afternoon for a swimming demonstration and take our supper along and bring the girls home.
Your July 30th letter here. You are dining out quite a bit. Glad you could go swimming.
If I were you the first chance I’d get I’d tell Aunt Esther you went down and got your coat alone last week but that you’d like to go again with her in the car. Just be casual about it.
Myron is writing to you too—he just called up for Gloria to hurry down and get him a stamp before the P.O. closes. Suppose he is telling you about going to Mpls. with his girl Sun. I’m glad you have a coat now but how about the bow on your specs? Maybe you can get them the day you go with Aunt Esther—you can tell her that. You must get your confession over with a once. That is the only way to do. Very likely an opportunity will present itself. I don’t see that you’ve committed any crime.
How nice of Uncle Karl to give you Dictation! I wonder if the winter will bring you a little more schooling in that and then a job. I do hope so. I won’t write on Sun. as I will be too busy—perhaps on Monday instead. You will soon be coming home. I’d like to have you stay at least a month but I do hope you can go to school this Fall. You’d never be satisfied in Atwater now. Listen around for opportunities. Love from Mother.
Hasn’t Aunt Ev written anymore?
August 1, 1935
Monday nite I went to South St. Paul with Conrad Amdale. You know—I called up but you were out. We got home about 5 o’clock Tues. afternoon.
Tues. nite I locked up the garage about a quarter to eight and took the Model T Coupe out to Klebergs where Ruth is staying at her sisters. First we went to Willmar and then to Spicer and fooled around with Dick Collins and his girl, Ruth’s friend. We started home about 12, and about five miles from Klebergs I knocked out a connecting rod (that’s from not enough oil). I drove to Klebergs real slow and I tho’t I might as well start home and drive real slow. I got about a mile and I ran out of gas, so I left the car and went back and woke Ruth up and she woke Milly and Alice—they wanted me to stay all nite so I did—I slept with Milly. (They’ve just got a new baby boy). I called up Mother about 6:30 the next morning. She thought I was in jail. Finally Dad got Chuck Rhodes to come out and pull me in. Dad and I put a new rod in right away. There wasn’t even 1 quart of oil left.
Last nite I went out to Diamond Lake Pavilion—I wasn’t fixed up though—I just called up Ruth and she and Gladys are going to the Cities on Sun.—it’s Gladys’ vacation. I’m going to take Ruth into Willmar tomorrow nite. Gladys’ boyfriend Kelly is going to drive them down Sun. morning and Ruth just asked me to go along. So I’ll be down Sun. morning. I don’t know if I’ll be able to get over there or not because I don’t know where we’ll be going. But I’ll call you up anyway.
Tonite is Band Concert and then I’m going right to bed.
Dad’s out threshing for ten days so I’m working all alone. Well, I guess I’ll close. Your brudder, Bud.
[Note from Harriet (Stafford) Dukelow, typed 2001: I think Milly is Millard the new Dad. HSD]
Post card written Aug. 7,1935
I meant to get a letter written to you yesterday but somehow I didn’t. I wonder if Aunt Frances arrives today—if so you will want to stay and hear about her trip while it is fresh in her mind. Let us know when you are coming. We rec’d a card from her from Vienna. I am cooking green apples for jelly. Arneson’s move Sept. lst—Arnold is busy building on his house every day. S’pose you know Ned and Alice are married. The day after they got home, Alice got gas at the garage and told Myron to charge it to Mrs. Ned Larson. Aunt Ev’s letter was a masterpiece as usual. Will keep it for you. Daddy is hauling bundles these nice days. Love from Mother.