(1980 memoirs)
I must have been in 6th grade or so, going to country school, when I learned about deceit. It was spring and we were going to have a picnic lunch with games afterward. A rather new girl, Alice, said to me, "What are you going to wear tomorrow?" I said I hadn't given it any thought, to which she answered, "Let's not dress up at all. I am going to wear just some old thing I wear around home. Sitting on the ground and playing games, we might get our good Sunday clothes all torn and dirty." I agreed and surprised my mother by insisting on wearing quite an old dress. Imagine my innocent amazement when I laid eyes on Alice, beautiful in a brand-new dress outshining us all, especially me!
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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