In recent discussion with brother
Chuck, he mentioned that while I post writings from Ina and her daughters,
Vance (my dad) is conspicuously missing. That’s because I don’t have many
letters from Vance in my collection of family ephemera. But here’s one written
to the folks at home from boot camp (Camp White). He has just returned from
spending Christmas with cousins in Jacksonville, OR.
Sunday, Dec. 26, 1942
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| Vance Dobson, '30s |
I had been told I
had a wad of mail so I was looking forward to 12:30 mail call. I had packages
from you, the Dave Andersons, the Bob Hannans, Mom and Pop Fairchild and Carney
and Fern Phelps. Besides I had a half dozen greeting cards and a letter so you
see, I had myself a field day.
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| Vance Dobson, Raymond, WA, '30s |
Everything you
sent was fine and your box was certainly attractive. The socks and tie are
perfect and of course, the soap and razor blades much appreciated. I sampled
the pork cake and am sure it is like the old. Well, many thanks.
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| Myrtle "Lynn" Dobson, at Vance's in Raymond |
The Andersons
sent me some candy, mints and two packs of cigarettes. Hannans sent me a
carton of cigarettes and the Phelps sent me a handsome billfold which I was
glad for, for I hadn’t a good one. Mom and Pop Fairchild sent me a date and nut
cake. Nellie said Howard sent me a money belt and a couple of soap boxes I had
requested. Russell and Frances Saling sent me a box of candy and cookies. The
Schaefers sent me a most delicious box of homemade fudge plus a small
fruitcake, and Bertha Lewis in South Bend sent me a box of home salted nuts and
stuffed dates. So you see I have been very well remembered. Aren’t people
wonderful? I am simply swamped with letters and “thank you” notes to be
written.
I find it quite touching that my dad's friends were so generous. These people -- and more -- were on his Christmas card list for the rest of his life. KW
2 comments:
Hi, Kathy,
I have one question. Where were the photos of your Dad and Myrtle taken. I don't recognize the setting.
I believe it was his place in Raymond, WA, in 1937. I don't have any history of the occasion -- just the pictures. It's Christmas as we can tell from the decorations.
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