(1980 memoirs)
That [Frosh Party] is how I met Sammy Meyers, a very cute boy, I always thot. He talked in rather a husky voice and said cute things in a confiding manner. He smoked a short black pipe and it gave him rather an air, you know. He told me about when he first went home (Racine) and his father (a lawyer, I think) asked him where he got the pipe. "I just told him, 'I acquired it,'" he said in that soft voice.
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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