Polly Kay (1904-1997) vividly and with humor describes her life in Richland Center, Wisconsin, in excerpts from letters to her son Skip written after 1949, including her 5 last years in an old folks' home.
March 1, 2012
Soapdish
(1993 February)
I saw my good mail but was too exhausted [after tour] to open it, but on awakening saw my fine soap dish - already in use. Now I'll tell Beverly not to clean it with her old rag, or else I'll put it under my pillow nights.
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