The Algona Upper Des Moines from Algona, Iowa on February 6, 1968 · Page 13
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SmmiMitHiiiiimiiidMlBMllUMttli WHi BI IHn I Hlin m nUnnll Ifin Inlmi I . .by Evelyn iiiiiiiiiiiiiiuiiiiiiiiiHiiiiiiHiiiiiiHiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiniiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinniiiiniinifliiiiiiiiiiiiinHni I had wondered at not hearing from the Sherman Littles at holiday time and a letter a few days ago explains it. Sherman was hospitalized Dec. 18 following a heart attack and the letter written since his return home a short time ago explains it. He retired from business a few years ago and his son Sherman, Jr. has taken his place, but at that, it seems Sherm, Sr. will have to cut down on activities somewhat. He says he is being well looked after by his wife, Estelle, and knowing her as well as I do, I know she will do a splendid job. She is a fine person. * * * I always keep letters until I answer them, then re-read and throw away. I answered one from Marg Dahl some time ago, and also replied to a card I had picturing a beautiful castle. What an interesting time she is having and many customs are quite different from ours. Especially Christmas, which is observed with firecrackers and small rockets a la our July 4th. It will be fun hearing about everything when she gets home. Robbie Hutchins is located in Germany, loves his work and has fallen in love with the country. It has always appealed to me, too, and England, though, of course, I'll never get to see them. * * * My favorite study in high school was the two years of German we had under Louise McCoy. I enjoyed it so much and even remember a little of it. All I recall of Latin is amo, amas, amat- and I loathed Latin. Luckily, I had Grandpa Cady to help tide me over some difficult spots in it. * * * I hate the miniskirts and was pleased to hear a modiste in England is going to try to bring back skirts of reasonable and certainly more becoming lengths. * * * Earl Rich comes in daily to see me, never stays long, seldom sits down, but we do have a little conversation. The past few days it has been done by sign language. He has had a cold which has affected one ear and he can't hear very well. I had a dose of it a couple of years ago — had the ear washed out, dug out, looked into and I wondered if they'd amputate . Ear drops and a hot water bag did no good either, and it was good old Mother Nature that finally got me back to normal and restored by equalibrium. A swollen and infected eustacian tube can play havoc, but I sure was glad to get my hearing back again. I try to tell Earl he'll be O.K. in a few more days, but I don't think he believes me. His doctor said the same thing, so Earl has no worries, just temporary discomfort. A letter from my late cousin Edwin Cady's widow says she has been in Austin most of the past three months to be with the daughter Frances and husband, Dr. Bob Zschapple, whose wedding Lizzie Post and I attended in Houston several years ago. They are parents of Brad, 9, Sharon, 4, who goes to pre-kindergarten, and Kenneth, now three months old. Mamie is back home in Houston but finds it hard to adjust to living without Edwin. It is no wonder. He was so vivacious, such fun, and when mother and I knew he was coming for a visit, we could hardly wait until he got here. There's never a dull moment here. I like it when some changes are made and I always enjoyed house cleaning time when we added something new. It is the captain's chairs I am thinking of now that were taken to the second floor the other day and are in the combination dining-reception room on the second floor. There are to be new curtains, too, in a few rooms, mine included, which is of utmost importance to me. * * * We have a new resident across the hall. He is Claude Fowler of the Irvington area. He is learning to walk again alter having suffered a fractured hip. He's a pleasant person and interested in all that goes on. He is trying to remember the names of the different aides, and it's quite a job as we have different ones on different shifts, but he is an intelligent person and will soon have them catalogued. * * * My mail was just brought to me and I had such a nice letter from Rev. and Mrs. Knute Orton who are at Altoona for the present and I have already mentioned their adopted baby, whom they named Nicole Denise, born Jan. 12 and is Altoona's Centennial Queen, being the first baby born there in 1968. Adoption papers are nearly completed and they took the infant as soon as possible. She weighed 7 pounds, 14 1/2 ounces. * * * My new draw drapes are up and look so nice. I had to do a little changing as my wide ledge on the north window had to be removed, but I have everything arranged now and taken care of nicely. One thing I got rid of was a magazine I have kept for at least two years for some woman who wanted to copy some pictures. I mentioned once before that she could have it. I don't remember her name, but the magazine went Tuesday, Feb. 6, 1968 Afgona, (la.) Upper Des Moines-13 in the waste basket today. I did cut out the pictures and if she still wants them, she may have them. I also threw away some Christmas cards of a religious nature that Amy Geering wanted for use in their Sunday school. Like the other person, she has never come to get them, so out they went, too. * * * This fellow who wrote about trees had an idealistic approach, and I was inclined to agree with him until I've had so much trouble with roots growing into sewer pipes and a roto-rooter had to be used in two places, I'm not so sure now that I admire them so much. I am kidding of course, for a tree IS beautiful and as Kilmer points out, "Only God can make a tree." But I wish He had made them with "stop signs" when the roots go berserk. * * * I learned a bit more about the Ortons. MKs means "Missionaries' Kids," the same as PKs means "Preacher's Kids." The parents go on leaves and it isn't possible to take the families, so the youngsters are left to attend school and live in a dormitory while the parents are gone. Naturally they need a house mother and supervision, which Lillian does, and teaches, too. * * * This wouldn't do except in warm climates, say from November till April, wouldn't be very comfortable in our climate and the east. "The latest in hippie picnics is the kook-out." And did you hear about the hippie who was arrested for letting his backyard go to pot? - o - A Des Moines coed at the University of Iowa in Iowa City is using what she learned in art classes by assisting with restoration of art treasures in Florence, Italy, which were damaged in floods last November. She is Margaret Ash, the daughter of Robert Ash. The AVERAGE Food Coif It LOWER AT HOOD'S-Day Aftor Day. 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