(1993 January 12)
I have been chuckling all morning over an incident at the breakfast table. ... There is always a glass of juice, which we all drink. There is a service plate in front of each. Then comes a bowl of cereal, hot or dry. Owen is a dear man, gentle and slow. Wears glasses, doesn't see well. There is always a pitcher of milk, a pewter pitcher about 14 inches. This morning we all drank our juice. Then Owen took the big pitcher and was just about to pour the milk on his bare plate when Ron caught him. " No, no," he said. "Not until you get your cereal to pour it on." Owen nodded and Ron put the pitcher down. What a difference a minute would have made! Fancy. The milk poured over the bare plate. I have been entertained all morning just thinking of it.
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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