Ed: March 18, 1930 Chicago, Ill.

Dear friends,
Well it's the end of yet another week. How was your week? Mine was very quiet. Just the way I like it. I'm looking forward to a nice weekend. I just hope Mother Nature will be nice.
Anyway, here is a letter from Ed. I think he has been mentioned by someone at one point.But Here is his own letter:

As always, for those that have a hard time reading it, here is what it says:

                        Chicago, Ill
                        Tuesday
Dear Friend Howard
  well here goes letter no. 2
since my opperation. I am in
bed yet but am feeling fine can't get
enough to eat. They starved me
4 days after the operation. I didn't
get more then a little water and
now I just get a little broth and
some milk no solid food at all
I can tell you it's no fun. I have
been waiting everyday thinking I
would get a piece of toast or a boiled
egg. But I haven't got it yet. I wish
you would send me one in a letter
or some way. You don't understand
until you find out for yourself

I got an old Swedish fellow
in the same room as I am
in, his name is Peterson he's 71
years old. I have to laugh when I
hear him talk and when he gets
sore at some of the nurses
there is a lot of good looking
nurses here they sure are good
to a fellow to.
Just think my appendix
was all rotten it poisoned
my hole system that's all that
was wrong with me but that
was sure bad. Gladys says it
is your turn to write to her
and they all told me to greet
you and greet Tom from me
I hope to be home again in 3 or
4 weeks more.
   Your friend as ever
              Ed.

I think this is the first letter from him. But I know he has been mentioned and I may have shown a picture of him.
Can you imagine staying in the hospital as long as he says he was. Not today. Your in and out as soon as possible. But at least he had good looking nurses to look at.
I wonder what his room mate was in there for.
I do wonder how long he had a problem with his appendix before it was taken out.

Here is a picture from the scrap book:

This power saw has attracted the notice of both Milwaukee city and county, whose officials have
asked to borrow it. Its owner, the town of Milwaukee, says, however, that the town's workmen
will have to do their own cutting first. The saw is shown cutting a channel to carry off expected flood
waters on the Milwaukee river near Silver Spring road.- Journal Staff Photo

I wonder how much this saw was used that year.

Here are a few pages form the joke book, "Bedtime Laughs":

For all you animal lovers. a few jokes to make you smile.

Now a random picture:

Bruce Rinehart. class of 1956

Well that's all I have to share with you today.
I hope you will come back soon for more Fading History.
Till then.
Your friend,
Sandy

Mary Kauer: June 14, 1927 Rib Lake, Wis.

Dear Friends,
I don't know about you but I'm ready for a nice weekend. I'm just hoping that the snow we got the other day will go away soon. Just when I was getting use to seeing bare ground it got covered with white again. oh well, it is March in Wisconsin, anything can happen.
Anyway here is the next letter from Mary:

As usual for those that find it hard to read here what it says:

              Rib Lake Wis
              June 14, 1927
Dear Howard:-
  I've got to make my
letter short but sweet today
as I want to wash yet.
 I got your letters and what
do you think the mail carrier
took one of them to Fuchs.
  How are you? is it so cold
in Ogema as it is here? I guess
John is coming home today.
Joe and Ma went to Milwaukee
Friday and then ma went to
see Anton but I hope they
come home today.
Say, what was that you
said about it being another

fellows fault that Ed got killed.
Did his uncle write? I suppose
that makes it much harder yet.
 And what about those outlaws?
Gee you got me all excited and
curious.
  Well, goodbye for this time
I've got to get busy or I won't
have the washing done when
Ma gets home.
                     Mary
I don't know if you will be able to
read this, it's worse than usual.


It sounds like Grandpa was writing Mary so much that she would get more then one letter a day from him.
I wonder what the temp was that day if she said it was cold.
Remember the letter from May 9, 1927 that mentioned that Ed was dead. I wondered what happened to him. I wonder more now seeing that he was killed. Someday I will have to look up what could have happened to him.
I wonder what outlaws she was excited and curious about? Were they well known outlaws or just something local?
I hope she was able to get the wash done before her ma got home.
I just realized that this letter should have been before the last one. I guess I better look at the rest of the letters for this year to see if the rest of them are in the right order.There are three more that should have actually been shown before the one I showed you on Tuesday.  I'll try to pay closer attention to the dates.

Here is a picture from the scrap book that might remind some of the flooding that is happening now. The scrap book was put together in 1936.

Flood waters were receding Wednesday afternoon in Johnstown,
Pa., after the second great flood in half a century. This view
shows citizens on a bridge in the heart of the city surveying a house
which crashed against the span.--A.P. Wirephoto

I wonder when the first one was and how many others there have been since then.

Here are a few random pictures for you to look at:

This was taken June 1973. It looks kind of familiar but right now I'm not sure why.

I think this was one of their neighbors. I might know who it is but I'm not 100% sure.

No idea who they are, but I'm sure one of the relations will tell me, maybe.

Well that's all I have to share with you today.
I hope you will come back again soon for more Fading History.
Till then.
Your friend,
Sandy