Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Mom's Letter: September 3, 1961

Dear Mother and Dad,

It was so good to hear from you and I really didn't realize that it has been a month since I had written. The weeks go so fast there are so many thing I want to get done and have to get done. Peaches are on this coming week and I still haven't finished the girls school dresses and I want to make me a new dress for the fall tea (the Medical wives tea) and i just can't seem to to everything. Sometimes I think I should drop everything and just take care of family and then I think I need the diversion. It is fun to do a lot of things but I wish I could finish more of them. I keep thinking of things to tell you and I guess I think of them so much I figure I have already told you. I thought I told you Bruce bought two sport shirts up to the Veteran's Hospital PX with the $5.00 you sent and how much he has enjoyed them. He will write soon. He has been so busy. Tonight he is starting another job and this will continue through the rest of the year. It is working at the LDS hospital in the delivery room and examining the girls who are having babies. It will be every fourth night from 7 p.m. until 7 a.m. It will mean about $100 a month and every little bit helps. His job in neurology is finished next Thursday and he is going into the hospital for another liver biopsy a week from tomorrow (Sept. 11) and he will be there three days. He has been a little better this past week but it is important that they find out if his liver is healing or if it is the same or getting worse. If it is what the last biopsy indicated it is quite serious and it is worth it to us to find out for sure. (it is too complicated for me to describe and I don't particularly understand it anyway) He will still be working on this other job down to the County Hospital 2-3 hours an evening until about the 22nd of Sept. He starts registering the 18th and starts school the 25th. He is really looking forward to this year and so am I. He really enjoys medicine and it is certainly well worth it.

I have been wanting to tell you for so long how much we enjoy our Japanese doll. I put her away every so often because this place is so dusty that I don't want her to get really dirty but then when we get her out it is just like the extra "something" in our apartment. We went to the home of one of the foremost doctors in his field in the world and they have been all over the world He had two of the dolls and ours is every bit as pretty. In fact I thought prettier

I do wish you could have seen the children on their first day of school. The first day we registered and I took the three children down and Jeanne and Jayne were so thrilled. Jayne is the room Roark was last year. Jeanne is in another and there is only one other girls (sic) she knows but she is getting along just fine. The teacher said we could separate them and if they are too unhappy or don't adjust too well we could put them together. They seem to be quite happy although it is quite an adjustment for both of them and they are prone to tears a little more often than they were. That will all pass I know. Bruce is the same every time he starts a new quarter of a new service (like medicine, surgery, pediatrics, etc). He doesn't cry but he is touchy. Roark is thrilled with the first grade he goes until 3 p.m. He takes his lunch and has a lunch pail and a thermos and thinks he is pretty snazzy. The first real day of school was Brett's birthday and we made sugar cookies but cut them in the shape of gingerbread men and so Stacey, Brett, and I made them while the other children were at school. Brett still has his $3 and is thinking of all kinds of things to get with them He was so cute on his birthday. Auntie bought him a farm truck with a horse trailer and two small horses. With the money the Nevilles gave him we bought him another suitcase for his animals and treasures (he had worn out his other one and it was getting too small) and a tractor. He got a Lone Ranger sweat shirt and shirts and socks etc., etc., and it was really fun. I am looking forward to this winter with just the three smaller children. Brett really needs some extra loving. He is such a wild Indian he is hard to be nice to sometimes. He causes most of the trouble and quarelling in the household and so the kids blame things onto him even when he isn't responsible. He is such a little sweet heart when he wants to be. Stacey is so lovable and talking so cute and she is just a fun girl to have around. She is so stubborn sometimes she is unbearable  but we really enjoy her. Shelley is getting so fun. Stacey loves to feed her and the other day she gave her a chocolate chip cookie. Shelley will be sitting up by herself soon, I think, and is picking up things and changing them from hand to hand. She lost most of her hair and it is coming in very slowly. She is such a happy baby and will be crawling in a couple of weeks. She really isn't a vert fast baby and I am glad. We have so enjoyed her and Roark is asking for twin boys next year.

Uncle Pert died last Thursday and the funeral was yesterday. It was very nice and he died of a heart attack while at Catherines (sic). he is taking it very hard but Norah seems to be doing nicely. For some reason those two girls jut seem to have very little to do with each other. Even at the funeral they didn't sit together and at the mortuary they hardly spoke. Merrill Holbrook and Horace Beesely spoke at the funeral and it was really very nice. Aunt Lucille came up from California and it was good to her again. Uncle La Mont has such a good wit. His death isn't as if if were so tragic as he has been ill for so long and everyone seemed to be enjoying them selves to see one another. After the funeral we went down to the Nelsons, Aunt Mary's parents. Auntie went with us and she will write and fill you in on who was there. Dora Trowbridge and Ruby Smedley and asked when you people will be coming home. I hope you make it in a year. I know better than to count on it but it would be nice. Many others asked about you and I don't really think I hear enough from you to tell them much. The children were thrilled with their cards. The love to get anything in the mail. Every day Raork ( can't spell his name on the typewriter) asks if he got any mail and he so seldom does I dot know why he asks but he always does. Uncle John and Aunt Sadie are moving down just through the block from Dean and Dot. Dean an Dot were going to Fish Lake over the long weekend so they weren't there and Keith and Bettie had to work but Keith did go to the mortuary Friday night and stayed most of the time. I don't know if Dean made it or not. He was going to try. We were on our way up to Ogden to see Maureen so we didn't stay too long.

Maxine would love a muu muu for her birthday. I haven't seen Aunt Lyda since she came from Wyoming but she called. Auntie is up there for the weekend. Auntie is on the go all the time. We have so appreciated her and the help she gives me with the children. She is getting a lot of self confidence and will go ahead and do things she never used to. I am hoping we will be interning at the LDS or at the Dee in Ogden but we don't know and Bruce isn't sure just where he wants too. It is up to him of course, but I do hope we stay around here. I would like to be in SL because it will be closer to home and interning is really rough as far as having him home very much. Auntie said Barbara stopped in and visited with her for a few minutes (she probably told you)and how pretty she is and what a sweet girl. I would like to see her. It was so good being in Bountiful again.

I go on and on and probably forgotten half of the things I was going to tell you. Thanks again for the money and Brett sends his love. He asks when we can go and visit with Grandpa Trump and why we can't come to Hawaii. Bruce couldn't get down town last week during the right hours but he will go down first thing Thursday morning and you should receive the lab coat the end of the week.

Don't work too hard and do write if you get a minute. I will be better now the kids are in school and things are getting a bit organized around her (sic).

Love,

All of us