(1993 November)
My cleaning lady saw some bugs on my begonia, and she shrieked, "O! You can't have this any more." And took it off. Does she have the right to do this? I'm going to tell her she has to doctor it up and return it, and see how she responds.
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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- 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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