September 29, 1968
Sunday Nite
2315
9-29-68
Dear Larry,
Just a few lines to let you know we got back from Cincinnati OK. We left this morning at 8 AM from Perfecto on Old 67 and left the car parked there. There [were] about 50 parents and children, including the “68 City Champs” for 3 years in a row.
It was a beautiful day, pleasant all along and never too hot. We got up at 5 and went to the 6 o’clock mass. Mother, Karl, Tresa and I. Carol went to Cincinnati yesterday with the girls’ Phys. Ed. class, sophomores. Left at 6 and got back at 11 PM. I felt fine all trip until we stopped at Batesville and the Falstaff bus drove in. Then my tongue began hanging out. I didn’t know any of the guys on the slacker bus, but they had plenty of lemonade, you can bet.
Photo – Charlie and Amelia
Charlie and Amelia in the Kitchen. Charlie holds a Falstaff while Amelia holds a dish towel. (approximately early to mid 1960′s)
Photo – Charlie ‘Rolls His Own’
Charlie rolling his own cigarette. [probably early to mid 1960's]
“Roll and Falstaff — can’t envision Daddy without either. I used to run down to the neighborhood drug store (Mary’s on Forrest Terrace across from Uncle Tommy’s house … he would give me 5 cents extra to get myself some penny candy from the glass candy display) to get him Sir Walter Raleigh tobacco and OCB papers.” -Tresa
January 22, 1968
Monday
January 22, 1968
9 A.M.
Dear Larry:
Here it is, Monday morning, a foggy day. Dad is at work, the kids at school and Joanna went to work also, and I am going to get busy with my washing in a few minutes.
We got home from Gen and Ray’s about 7 o’clock last night. You know how Gen is, she made us stay there for supper. Mark and Cinda, Lana and her boyfriend were there also, they all asked about you. I gave uncle Ray your address, he wanted it. I guess I am going to have to fix a big batch of spaghetti and meat balls one of these days and invite Mark and Cinda. Mark is about as bad as Larry T—–, he raves about my spaghetti.
January 18, 1968
Thursday
January 18, 1968
Dear Larry:
It is 9 A.M. so I thought I had better get started on your letter early as I sip on my tea. Dad took the letter I wrote yesterday when he went to work this morning. He was going to buy a book of stamps and put [them] in it, so by now you should have the stamps and they should last you for a while. I hope no one steals them if they are so hard to get. Uncle Tom just left so I had to take time out. He told me to tell you hello and that he would write to you as soon as he gets a chance. He said he didn’t expect you to write to him for he knows you can’t write to everyone, Aunt Mary said the same thing, so if you ever get any mail from them, let me know so I can tell them that you got their letter.
