Mom Writes To Son Away At College
I’m writing this slow ’cause I know you can’t read fast. We don’t live where we did when you left. Your dad read in the paper that most accidents happen within twenty miles of home … so we moved.
I won’t be able to send you the address because the last family that lived here took the numbers with them for their next house so they wouldn’t have to change their address. Wish I would have thought of that.
This place has a washing machine. The first day I put four shirts in it, pulled the chain, and haven’t seen ’em since. It only rained twice this week, three days the first time and four days the second time.
The coat you wanted me to send you, Aunt Sue said it would be a little too heavy to send in the mail with those heavy buttons, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets.
We got a bill from the funeral home, said if we didn’t make the last payment on Grandma’s funeral bill, up she comes.
About your sister, she had a baby this morning. I haven’t found out yet whether it is a boy or a girl, so I don’t know if you are an aunt or uncle.
Your Uncle John fell in the whiskey vat. Some of the men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off and drowned. We cremated him and he burned for about 3 days.
Three of your friends drove into Coyote Creek in a pickup. One was driving and the other two were in the back. The driver got out. He rolled down the window and swam to safety. The other two drowned. They couldn’t get the tailgate down in time.
Not much more news this time, nothing much happened.
P.S. I was going to send you money, but the email was already sent.