(1989 September 21)
Do you always know the stories behind the pictures on the postcards [you send]? I sometimes do but they are not always known to me. This Morgan's Love Passing, for example. Isn't that Father Time in the background? Painters always had some thing to say in those days. Now I think it is more something to feel. For us to feel.
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.
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- 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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