I adore the handwritten letters! Even though they are faded and sometimes hard to read, the familiar stroke of the penmanship is reminiscent of the many, many greeting cards I received from Grandma over the years where she would sign her and Grandpa's names with love. I can almost hear their voices in their handwritten words.
One of the lines from Grandma's letter challenged Grandpa to tell her the truth by using a little humor..."You may string beans, but you can't kid gloves." She also ended her letter with, "Yours till the Kitchen Sinks and The Marble Walls."
Grandma definitely had a quirky sense of humor mixed in with her mean and spiteful spirit...quite the combination. Pretty sure I have that same mix.
From Grandpa's letter today, I learned the exact date when he left Iowa to go explore California - June 20, 1927. It's just a trip he felt he had to make while he was still young and unmarried. Too bad his time there was tainted by letters from back home.
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This is fascinating! It is my new soap opera. Each day is a cliffhanger!
ReplyDeletelol, yours till the kitchen sinks.
ReplyDeleteI want to start using that....when I get to handwriting letters I guess.
I love reading these posts.