Well, I guess the snow stopped for a few hrs. It sure is a old fashioned winter. I prefer the summer better. I had to stop and answer the doorbell, they have a broken water main out at the neighbors house. I guess I have to do without a drink of water for the day. They said it should be fixed by suppertime. It is a cold day to have to work out there.
We are going over to see your other grandmother this afternoon. Jim has to drive Harry to Waconia first for a shot in his arm. I'll go along and then we are close to Waconia. I made my famous coffee cake to take her to pep her up. This getting old is for the birds. No fun.
I suppose your mother is cooking up a storm for you two this week. Sure is nice that you can come home and bring a nice friend.
Jim is so busy shoveling snow at the post office and store and home. He sure works hard at the P.O. but they pay good. I think I will have to get a job also. I sit to much. I am getting lazy at 93.
I am so glad you like school now and hope everything goes good for you. It takes a long time to get to know so many nice girls.
I'll see you again soon. We plan to come to Northfield some weekend to visit you.
Love and kisses,
Old Grandma Franske
where we are
i envy those
who live in two places:
new york, say, and london;
wales and spain;
l.a. and paris;
hawaii and switzerland.
there is always the anticipation
of the change, the chance that what is wrong
is the result of where you are. i have
always loved both the freshness of
arriving and the relief of leaving. with
two homes every move would be a homecoming.
i am not even considering the weather, hot
or cold, dry or wet: i am talking about hope.
-gerald locklin