(1970 January)
One time years ago when he [Lorin] was coming home from Milwaukee, his windshield wiper wouldn't go and he had to lean out of the car to see to drive. He got the wind and snow in his face and ever after had a reddish nose - the blood vessels had burst.
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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