Sunday

Dear Kathryn,

Enclosed is some geneological information I have collected for your line....just substitute your name for mine and your mother's and fathers for daddy and mothers with proper dates.

This is interesting to me but rather frustrating as I should do some traveling and do further research. Also, I get tired of it and put itall away for months. It isn't that I am living in the past naymore than studing history of any people is living in the past. In fact my post doesn't interest me very much and I try not to think how in the natural course of events my future is limited.

If Sally Ann has any time, I wish she would look up the Robinsons in Virginian..the ancestors of Letitia Robinson who married Archibald GoodyKoontz and also the ancestors of Mary Weaver wife of George GoodyKoontz. There must be some geneological information in the State Library at Richmond.

I am feeling fine most of the time but this heat is not and has been rather terrific.

The telephone rang and how nice to hear your voice. How I would love to be able to have a real visit with you!

Tuesday

Elizabeth Gray - Louise Chinkscales cousin came by Sunday Eve. She lives in Wichita. I had her and Louise to lunch yesterday and she came back and spent the night with me last night. Every dish (I think) needs washing and I have been in bed this afternoon enjoying a good book. One thing about living alone...you can let thing go but finally there is a day of reckoning and tomorrow I must get to work on the house. It is easy for me to let housekeeping alone but ahouse won't let me alone as I soon have to get things in order for my own peace of mind. I wouldn't admit it to everyone since I have been doing so much of my own work. I find that it is very therapeutic for me as I don't get enough exercise otherwise.

Kathryn, you can't know how much it meant to me to hear from your voice and how very much I would love to make you a visit. I hope I can be with you before another year passes. I was sorry I didn't get to go to California when I was in Phoenix but I just couldn't make it and was not able to contribute much in the way of taking care of myself at that time and felt that Dollie needed anyone more than someone who couldn't stand on their own feet in more ways than one.

Clay and family like Oklahoma City. For all practical purposes they are living close enough. I have never been able to be completely weaned emotionally from them. When they are with me or I with them. However, I realize I can't do all I would like to do for one grandchild - let alone four so have more or less cut myself off as much as possible. Hank spent two weeks with me this summer and I really had fun. He is not as demanding as Clay used to be - even waited on me. I guess he has a smarter mother than I was.

You asked about bridge. I play occassionally about twice a month with a group that doesn't take it too seriously.

I am trying to write a few things. I guess just to get them out of my system as I'm sure few people will be interested. I have a few paintings of a friend of mine (I wouldn't know whether or not they were any good). I look at them and know that he was getting things out of his system especially the ones he painted while he was disturbed.

Well my writing can be compared to his paintings but I'm not disturbed enough to really unload my feelings. GOOD THING!

Do hope Billy doesn't get too involved. From all I hear business is so government controlled that it has ceased to offer much pleasure.

Every generation has always thought the world was going to rock and ruin but it does seem to me that it is going to the dogs much faster than it ever has. I look at the children today and realize they will never (regardless of their financial position) know what nice living can really mean - no machinery or pachaged goods, can take the place of good and loving service and teh smell of freshly baked bread.

People here have almost quit visiting. They mostly sit in their air conditioned houses in the front of the television until it is time to get in their air conditioned car to go out to eat the most God awful tasting food in an air conditioned coffee shop. Of course, I am on a diet but do you still have real cracklings? Keep some for me if you have to bury them. Honey, thank you for calling me. It is so good to hear your voice.

My best to Billy.

Much Much Love,

Lois