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Thursday, July 15, 2010

May 1967

3819 E Farr Pl., Tucson
Dear Family,
I don’t think Mother had such a good Mother’s Day. To begin with I did not get her a
present. I inserted a Promissory Note in her Mother’s Day card as follows-
I will “pop” for a show
When you say let’s go
I will buy you a dinner
Because you are a winner
I will give you a ten
When my pay check comes in.
So far I have paid everything but the show. I think she is a little reluctant about asking
me to take her to a second rate show, knowing my attitude. With her Mother’s Day “ten” she
bought a pair of socks, pardon me, hose, and gadgets for the house, what a present.
Then, by Mother’s Day she had only heard from three of the family. We went to church
and seeing other Mothers with their children and Grandchildren make her bluer still. She
expected phone calls that day especially from Marion and David, but nada! We hardly expected
anything from the Stobbes in as much as Rina had already given her a Mother’s Day present.
Lloyd called the next day and we received a nice long letter from David yesterday, which is the
reason for this decker. It seems he bought his Mother’s Day card two weeks in advance, then
lost it! Anyway David I am sure your letter more than made up to Mother.
David expects to be transferred soon to San Diego, where he will be further schooled
until September, when he will possibly be assigned Sea Duty. Hey Boy! How come you are
broke? When we were in S.F. you had money to loan. Those trips to Nevada must be
expensive, or have you been playing the slots? You should all see the nice, shiny, legible copy
of this letter David is getting. I just cleaned my typefaces and bought a new ribbon. You don’t
know what you are missing by not writing.
Betty, what was the idea of sending Mother that sleazy, slinky, diaphanous, short
connected, mini sided, night gown? You are wrong. My blood pressure will rise.
We are beginning to start to get ready to take off north. As the temperature climbs
Mother becomes more willing to go just anyplace where it is cool and possibly damp. I don’t
know what we are going to do. She hates it here, but just a thirty minute sun bath a day keeps
my chest clear. It is no more than right that we should live half the time where she can be
comfortable.
Que pasa Marion? We do hope that everything is “Bueno” at your house.
We are reading a new book called “A long Hot Summer” published at BYU about the
Mormon “Exodus” from Mexico. You should read it Bill. You will run across many familiar
names.
WRITERS GET GOOD COPIES.
Dad

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