A Letter Written on Oct 29, 1955

Mid Saturday Afternoon

Dear Patty:

Happy or Ghosty Hallowe'en or something. How did you like your last package. We had to send it Railway Express because it weighed so much. 22 lbs. We sent it around 7:30 P.M. Thurs. night. Let us know how long it took to arrive. Dad said to the man at the Railway office that of course you would get the package the next morning and he said of course. Dad didn't know if he was joking or not, as Dad said it in a joking way. So let us know what kind of service you get on that. You originally had 10 Hallowe'en lollipops, but two small children rang the door bell and dad gave them two of your pops, so only eight were left. The kids have been coming around all week, asking for tricks and treats. The Wooley's kids have a dead give away, as Robin follows them around and they've been here every night. The others I think are doing the same thing, but it's harder to tell as they don't have a dead give away. I sent you the stuff at this time and thought you could have a hallowe'en party. Dad bought a whole box full of the chocolate for hot chocolate, so when you run out of the among I sent you let me know and we can send more.

This week hasn't been quite as bad as the past two weeks. Monday night we went to the show to see Men Marry Brunettes and it was a waste of time. Tuesday night we had class meeting at Mrs. Wilt's and Wednesday and Thursday night, I was making ceramic ear rings and painting them. Do you have any in mind you might like made. I worked this morning as I took Wednesday off this week, as Monday is the end of the month. I was going to go downtown this afternoon, but it started to rain, so maybe I'll work in ceramics again.

What's wrong with your Shakespeare that you only got a 4 and 3, I thought you'd try for at least 5 twos this year so you could get on Mary's list. It looks like the other girls are going to make it and you wouldn't want them to let you on behind. Let Judy work out her math for herself and you tend to your own lessons. You can't spare the time to give to others with their homework, when they're doing better than you. And you should get a 1 in art work or have you been away from it too long.

By the way how is your jaw, you haven't mentioned anything about it and I forgot to ask before when you called. Charlie asked me again about it the other Saturday. I hope it isn't still giving you trouble. You shouldn't have any more pain in it and the swelling should all be gone by this time. Let us know. (I'M [sic] going to get myself a new typewriter one of these days, the letters just keep getting mixed up on this old one)

Just by luck I had bought a House Beautiful this month, so I have it on hand, ask for it when you come home, I should be finished with it by that time.

Lovett's had a sale this week and I bought myself a jumper for $6. Not bad. So far I haven't been able to get your deodrant [sic] so I bought you and Judy the kind that I use, see if you like that. If not, you'll have to let me know what kind to buy and I'll use up the remainder of that one.

Jane has club tonight.

I don't mind too much if Alice comes along, but your dad doesn't think it's too good an idea and that she should go along with someone that lives closer to the school. You know she'll have to stand her own expense for train fare and that might be both ways. Of course if the weather is okay we're planning to take you back. Don't plan too much on staying at Grandma's, as Aunt Bertie is still there and hasn't made a move as yet to go over home. Don't forget to check far enough ahead about trains and maybe make reservations in N. Y. to come on the special if you get there on time. Also you better check your luggage ahead of time, so that it will be in Lancaster when you arrive. You won't have to bring underwear and things like that, just dresses. Let me know for sure if Alice is also coming, but think it over good first.

Everyone is okay here, how are you. Don't forget it [is] getting colder, so dress accordingly. How's the polio situation there by this time?

Love,
Mother