I don't know what I'm writing with a pen for, when the
typewriter is right here, It's lots faster, and more satisfactory.

Grandmother Evans and Sister Black's Grandmother were the
best of friends. She says she can remember them getting together
to talk and brew up a cup of tea, quite often, Her Grandparents
were among the first graup which settled in Panguitch, too.
One winter it was terrifically cold, and some of them had to
get to Parowan for supplies. The snow was drifted many feet deep,
and the men crawled most of the way on their hands and knees
to avoid falling through the crust, for they knew that they
could probably never get out. When her Grandfather Black got
to Parowan at last, the knees were completely gone from his
trouserse Grandmother Evans had some cloth on the loom being wo
woven, and she cut pieces out of it to mend his trousers,

Sister Black is really very fond of "Aunt Lydia",

Daddy, What size shells does "Speak-easy" take. Charles
has found a place where you can get some 762 Russian bullets, if
they'll fit. He said that they probably would. He started to
explain why, but the girls started talking to him, and he never
finished. A gun-smith friend of his has four boxes of this
size. They'd cost $4.20 apiece, but he said that you could
have the shells refilled later.

As you've probably noticed, Mammy, Charles is not a friend
of the past, as you put it. Rather, he's a friend of the very
near, very real present. He's really a very wonderful fellow.
His ego is a little over-size, but a lot of it is warranted,
Among other things, he only has an 1.Q. of 142, I have been
brave enough at times to hope that mine comes somewhere 130.
That's the highest of any student at BAC, I rather think that
things have always come to easy, to him, though. He expects
them too.

I mentioned Burns before, didn't I? I'll have to tell you
all about that. It all started out rather embarrassingly. I
had three fellows in the-front room waiting for me, all one night.
Quite a record, no? Charles had called me Monday night, and
said that he MIGHT Call me the next night about 9:30, after
Geneology class, and we'd go out and get some watermelon, or
something.

     Burns is a friend of Charles' and has been going pretty
steady with one of the girls from the house. He called and
wanted me to go to a dance in the 2oth ward with him. We were
going to leave right after I got home at 9:00, ‘hat, 1 figured,
would get us out of the way before Charles came, or if it didn't,
I could always explain to him on the phone before he came over.
Class was ten minutes late letting out, and then I had to
freshen up a little, so it was about 9:20 when I got ready to
go. At 9:19, the doprbell rang, and Lolita yelled for me.
So, when I got up to the front room, There sat Burns, Charles,
and his pal Bud. Bud went on up to the dance with,us, but
he went home.