From Harrisburg Sept 29, 1925
I haven't been using this blog much anymore, but I still do find it easier for loading pictures up for sharing. I'm in the process of cleaning out my office and going through old boxes and papers. I came across some old letters that my grandmother wrote when she was living in Harrisburg Pennsylvania. I am going to have to ask my dad about these.
I've scanned in one so far and will try to finish the rest soon. There aren't many and they're not very long, but they are very poignant I think. I know my dad's told me about her family in the past, but I never really knew any of them as my poor grandmother had health problems not long after my father was born and I never knew her when she was the person who was able to write these letters.
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Postmarked: Sep 29 6:30 PM 1925 Harrisburg PA
To: Miss May Gavin, 618 Fern St., Darby Heights, P.A.
Sept 29, 1925
Dear May;
It is about time you answered my letters, I was begining to think my family disown me. Quite a surprise, to receive two this morn. Ellen and your's reached here together.
Talk about news. Ellen can send it. She told me, almost every thing I wanted to know I guess, most all Phila people, have heard by this time. Through our great news carrier (M. Gillespie), about me being a married woman. I wonder what Mrs. John Gavin thought, when she heard it.
It is a shame, Mary Gillespie missed so much. She would have heard about every little thing, by now I guess. I am glad she stay home. That leaves a lot, Mrs. Gavin won't hear. [not that I care] I wrote Mary Gillespie a letter about a week ago. As yet I haven't received any
answer. I guess she's still broken hearted, because she wasn't the first to hear the news.
"Frank" comes home for lunch every day. You should see what a fat man, he turned out to be. That is saying a lot for my cooking. All, I have to do, is sleep, eat and cook. It won't be long until, I look like our fat sister, Kate if I don't reduce.
I am worried sick if I keep getting fat I'll be the fattest of the family. I have to wear a corset now. I belong to your class now. Talk about being lonesome, I imagine I am asleep dreaming I can't realize that, I am not. I miss our whole family. The dog and the house and darby and everything and everybody.
The only thing that keeps me here is "Frank." So tell everybody to write me, so that I'll have something to do, and think about. I think "Frank" also misses the crowd. When Sunday comes it seems so funny up here. We go to the 11.00 mass. Sit in the park across from the capital, feeding pigeons peanuts for a couple of hours then go home and eat. We seem lost somewhere, if we could only take a car home to Darby why Harrisburg wouldn't be so bad. But we can't so we will have to put up with this until we get enough pennies saved. And then we will be home in a couple of hours. I wish the crowd would come up some day. "Frank" thought all day last Sunday that maybe Bill would drive up and give us a surprise. He kept saying all day I wish someone would come. Was rather disappointed, when we came home from church and found no one here from Phila. Write me a book for this letter. Love to all Marge & Frank
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