Mabel: June 25, 1941
"I wonder what you’re thinking of me right now? I hope you’re not worrying about me being sick because I’m not."
To: Mr. Earl Boggs, Route 2, Sellersburg, Indiana c/o Dora Lawler
Wednesday night
June 25, 1941
9:00 p.m.
Dearest Earl,
I wonder what you’re thinking of me right now? I hope you’re not worrying about me being sick because I’m not.
I wrote you a letter Sunday and I’m looking at it right now but that doesn’t explain anything to you, does it? Our rural delivery has been stopped until next Tuesday, July 1. I’ve been hoping someone would go to the post office all this week so I could get your letter mailed. I'll have at least two letters to mail when someone does go.
Feels like summertime is really here now. Yesterday and today has been almost hot. That's what the weatherman said too. Monday it rained - a nice slow rain.
I’m beginning to wonder where I’m going to be teaching this year. Last night Dad asked me how I’d like to go to Hot Spot! I’m not particular as to where I teach - just so it isn’t a one-teacher school.
Today was wash-day on the farm. I didn’t do any washing because I was chief cook and bottle washer.
Don’t you think I’m kind-hearted? I helped two toads out of our basement today and one yesterday. Poor things were starved. They hop in the windows and then can’t get out. I asked Dad why he didn’t put them out when he saw them. He said he wasn’t “frog-hunting.” I think Mom is afraid of them.
I have two pet frogs. There’s a little tiny “cave” in the ditchline in the yard. Every day two frogs sit in it and stick their heads out. They’re going to get a good suntan. I stop and talk to them once in a while. They just blink their eyes.
I have a little pet chick too. It can’t walk so I have it in a box. When I feed it and give it water it peeps so contentedly!
Today one of my little boys came to see me. He's the cutest little boy but mean! He said if I taught at Blackey this year he was going to ride the bus and go with me!
Daddy bought the biggest watermelon today - 22 lbs! It looks awfully good.
Bernice and Grethel went to Carcassonne yesterday - came back this morning.
Steve Dixon parks his car here at our gate. His brother-in-law Elmer Brown has been staying with him for over a month. Elmer always has the car someplace. Today he and Steve’s brother wrecked it - or had a wreck. One side of the car is all smashed up. Those two boys haven’t gone home yet. I bet they’re laying out tonight. They bought some things to eat this evening. I pity them!
Sweetheart, it seems almost too good to be true that you’re coming home next week! I’m afraid to hope too much for fear you can’t come. I just hope you can though. I know you are as anxious to come home as I am for you to come. Is Joe coming home too!? How are things with Jessie and him? It would be too bad if they “fell out.”
I just hope I can get these letters mailed soon. I don’t want you to be waiting on me.
Here are some kisses. Good night, sweetheart.
I love you more every day, Earl.
Love, Mabel
Suzanne, this is true love. How beautiful to have these letters. My mom's parents were both from Kentucky. My grandfather's family were clay miners in Soldier, Kentucky, also known as Olive Hill. I wish we had letters like this. I write letters for them via my imagination. Thank you for posting this treasure.
Thank you. Real life and the simple ways are lovely.