(1969 Mothers' Day)
I cannot understand what has happened to our postage system. Mail clerks must work more leisurely than previously. And the taxes and postage increase!
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.
About Me
- Polly
- A lifelong Wisconsinite, Carolyn Parsons (1904-1997)got a B.A. in English at Ripon College, taught high school, and in 1930 married Lorin L. Kay, a lawyer first in Milwaukee and from 1938 on in Richland Center (he died in 1970). Their children: Mary Margaret and Richard/Skip, editor of this blog.
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- Last train trip?
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- No appreciation
- Postage due
- A Kay chalice
- Where are the tomatoes?
- Trust Lorin
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- Breakin
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