January 16, 1935
The snow is falling, thick from the East. I have washed today but the clothes are drying here by the furnace. I froze them out on the rack first. Tonight Myron goes with the boys to Kandy to play the town team there. He says he supposes it will be another “football” game because that’s the way the men out of school play—rough and not so clever.
I was well ready for the Leaguer Women Voters (as Gloria says). Mrs. Glader brought both rolls and doughnuts. I told her I guessed noone could baby her any. She said, “No, not when I feel good.” I made the coffee—we had only 10 ladies here and some children. Mrs. Danielson had the lesson—on the Equal Rights Amendment– which may be proposed to Congress this session.
Irene Feig Halvorson was here—she has joined the League now. She left a 1934 book for me to read—It is “The Great Offensive” by Maurice Hindus. It’s about Russia. Wasn’t that nice of her to think of me? Amy has put me in the Department of International Cooperation with Esther Glader and Irene said the book would work in well with that.
Mrs. Dokken came with Mrs. Holm. The Dokkens are from Grove City you remember. They live over on the corner by Rev. Nelson’s. I have seen her many times but didn’t know who she was. Beatrice Ann was here of course—investigating all parts of the house.
I went up to Chorus last night—there were only 10 there and we all got bawled out. Mr. Rice was there to see what the regular teacher was doing with us.
My, I think that’s fine that you are going to New York with Eleanor. Uncle Karl told me once that if you could get so you could do that, you’d be able to face anything.
It was fine that they both thought of it. Daddy was especially pleased. You could just see he was swelled up because he has a daughter that is going into New York on her own.
Byron was to have his operation yesterday. Lundquist hasn’t been over to tell me if he has heard anything. Mrs. Jones called up to see if we had heard anything a little while ago. I should think Winnie would have written last night.
Harriet will have a snowy time tonight delivering papers. Perhaps Daddy will take her around—he is always so good to do that. The roofs on the houses and everything around here are beautiful with the clean snow. It has warmed up since it is snowing. Monday morning it was very cold and that fat Hedlund boy came to ask if he could put his car in our auto shed. It was so cold that the hairs on his lip and his eyebrows and eyelashes were coated with white frost. He looked like a real Jack Frost.
We rec’d a letter from Grandma S. today. She said they have very little snow and it is very dry there yet. She sent Daddy a necktie for his birthday. Love from Mother.
Don’t send anything for H’s birthday except a card. I’ll get her something here from you too.
Myron wants to know if Eleanor is a Senior or what?