MRS. R. S. YEGERLEHNER
KENTLAND
INDIANA
4-16-43
Dear Daddy – A windy day – such a wind all night that I was afraid the S. E. dormer would lift right off and blow away, a time or two the wind hit the metal pieces of the windows just right to make them buzz – it was so loud it awakened David twice. I had to get up and go over to his bed and get him quieted down. I feel a little sleepy today. Mr. Healy came out today to assess us and he said he thought we got the tail end of a cyclone – – Mrs. Roberts called me this a.m. – she had some letters from Joe and he is being moved – you may see him some time. The boys wrote you thanking you for the souvenirs. They said your imagination was better than theirs but I think mine is better than theirs. I didn’t get any letters today. The first letter I rec’d after you could write you said you had written three but to date those haven’t come. Mrs. R. said Joe’s uniform money just came – so maybe yours will come sometime. I haven’t bought any bonds so far this year – was waiting for that money to come. There is a 13 billion Bond drive on now – – I was out spading some – had D. out for first time in almost a week. He sat in his buggy and watched me work then got sleepy so brought him in and he is taking a nap. I want to go back and work some more in a little while and get broken in again.
Love – Mother
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Post originally found: https://genealogylady.net/2014/04/19/tail-end-of-a-cyclone-gladys/
The use of the word “cyclone” is a little strange. The most common word in the midwest was (and still is) “tornado.” I remember more than once my mother coming to my room when I was little…during storms, to check on me.
Does that %#&^$%#$^@ uniform money ever arrive? We’ve been hearing about it forever!
“He sat in his buggy and watched me work then got sleepy….” It’s very tiring watching someone else work! 🙂
LOL…the uniform money does eventually come. 🙂
And I agree, watching other people work can be soooo hard.
Gladys’ grandmother, Lydia Foster, was in house that was hit by a tornado, in eastern Illinois, around 1910ish