The Letters

Dear Mable,

What a lovely day it has been. April showers have begun early and I hope they stay a bit longer. I sometimes sit in my kitchen and look out into the sky. My kitchen has those large windows Neal had installed when he built this house for us. I could see the whole world through those windows. I don’t put curtains on them, or anything elaborate. I like to greet my Lord when I wake up in the morning while I go about my day. I always feel in good company with the sun shines through my kitchen even when Neal is not home. It’s just the Lord looking in on me. I can’t help, but smile for his generosity.

I have been inquiring Grace about Linda’s family, and she has been happy to tell me more. Linda and her sister, Rose came by to visit last week. Grace had to wait for Linda to leave the room, before she asked Rose more about the family. Linda is sensitive about the whole thing and keeps private about matters of that sort. Rose is a bit more candid, though, she doesn’t know the whole story. The one who would know is Tia, she is living with her oldest son, James and from what I hear, her health is not the best these days.

As, I wrote you last, Linda was born in 1908, it wasn’t a good year for most farmers as a heavy snow storm hit the land for four days. I remember that year since we stayed home most days and huddled by the fireplace. There was 42 cm of snow and it was hard to go anywhere and this was in the middle of April. I found it funny how I remember certain events by the weather, being farmers ourselves, that’s what you did. Lucky for us, we had prepared for the cold days ahead, worked hard and preserved food for the winter. It wasn’t easy, but the hard work is behind us, the respite was welcoming. Our baby boy was born that winter, any reason I remember that year.

When Linda was born, her mother was active in Law. Her mother, Lisa, was forty-two years old and not married. Ida might have known who the father was, though that may be a delicate subject as Ida was quiet about a lot of matters. Lisa already had an eighteen-year old daughter from her only marriage. I guess you can say, Linda had a sister, one she never got to know.

Nobody knows the girls name and she was never part of her mother’s life as Lisa sent her to boarding school to keep the father from seeing the girl. The marriage with Mike, was not a happy one and the divorce was even less agreeable. Because of the war between the parents, Lisa kept the girl at arm’s length. Mother and daughter never saw eye to eye.

Before Lisa became pregnant, Ida was friends with her, but the relationship became strained after Linda was born. Together they had acquired a flat in one of those up becoming neighborhood. I think both friends wanted to get into buying property and then renting them out, which is what Ida eventually did, but Lisa had gone astray.

For now that is all I know. Rose, only knows about this through letters that Ida wrote to her father, a man she was very close with. Stay dry in this weather, and don’t be displeased with seeing so much rain, so far it has made my grass bloom and my flowers and vegetable’s welcome it. I get excited when I see the little creek by my house over flow with so much water. That water will keep me plants alive for the months ahead, especially during the dry seasons. Rejoice and think of only good thoughts.

Best regards, Lottie

April, 1939

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