IN THE NAME OF SCIENCE?

“Science” goes to an all new low.

MY MOTHER WAS A ROOKIE

I just happened to stumble upon this photo and letter today as I was sorting through files.
They were sent to my Nanna in 1971 from her daughter-in-law shortly after giving birth to some kid who would eventually grow up to be me.

HAPPY MOTHERS DAY TO ALL YOU ROOKIES.

Dear Folks,
Today I discovered Will’s neck as I gave him a super duper haircut (still leaving some to keep his ears warm). Speaking of ears - Gareth has Morse Micky Mouse ears rather than Brady Mighty Mouse ears and as a friend said, “They seem stuck pretty nicely on his head”.

Will got a raise and as a result is no longer eligible for the $160 traveling expense money we’ve been getting monthly from the county. We hadn’t expected the 160 in the first place, but it was nice while it lasted. Hell be taking a test in an application for a carpenter’s apprentice soon. If he makes it we’ll all be very happy (if not we’re happy anyways - up here any job is a good fortune).

Gareth seems to have his first rash - on his face - which seems to leave out soap or pee as a cause. I think it’s temper. He looks like the “before” for a Phisolex commercial.

Ken’s still invited if he’d like to come up. You all are of course. I really think you’d like this house better than our last one.

Here is a picture of the Brady Batch of Norfolk. Note the panelling. Will says do NOT note his hair. The picture was taken in a hurry by some company - we spent a long time trying to get Gareth to open his eyes and when he did… well, you can see. He has nice gums don’t he?

Thank you again for the cookbook - I say that because I use it so often.
My father is sending us the 2-in-1 stroller from Sears and I was able to warn him about the address business.
Since we don’t have a TV player we’re becoming demonic players of cards, Risk, and Go. If you ever come up, better brush up.

Did we mention that we have aquired a very ornate pump organ and rocker?

We’re paying for a 2 seater couch that has arms that go out for a bed, second hand of course. Perfect for us because we don’t have room for a big sofa or a guest bed.

S’all for now.

Love,
Cathy, Will, & Gareth (”the old pooperoo”)

Humbling…

… I actually think I’ve done this myself from time to time. What I like about this ACTUAL STORY is the interviewee humbly recognizes it and so freely admits it. Takes a cool person to do that.

SPRING CLEAN UPDATE

Never seems to fail that when I go to do something, Grace (the house cat) is laying right smack on top of it.

The good news is that I did manage to get all my plants into the ground (even bought more). Even somehow managed to get everything out of storage before I had to dish out the $80 for another month. But that just means I have another garage full of stuff to sift through. Can’t figure why I ever chose to save half the stuff. At least I have gotten far enough to plan on my first yard sale (of course the weather report is now looking like rain).