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.
September 8, 2013
Discovery
(Dogs 27)
One winter afternoon I was in the kitchen ... baking cookies when someone banged on the door. Here were Skipper and Bobby Cutting, eyes bulging, horrified. They had been skating on the river and found Vica dead, frozen in the ice.
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