Bessie: Oct. 4, 1934; Westboro, Wis.

Dear Friends,
I hope everyone had a very good weekend. Mine was uneventful. The weather was a little too warm for me but, what ya gonna do. So no hiking for us.
Anyway, here is a letter from someone named Bessie:

 As always, for those that find it hard to read, here is what I think it says:

                   Westboro, Wis.
                   Oct 4, 1934
Dear Howard
  Thanks a lot for letting
us know about the house.
I am very sorry to have
caused you that bother
we found a place here
nearer camp to move into.
Eugene didn't want me
so far away from him
I guess. We are moving
to Pete Fausts house.
Please come down and
see us sometime and
we will do the same.
Your letter was missent
to to Medford and a didn't
get it until yesterday.
that's why I didn't answer

any sooner.
Thanks again for the
bother.
    Goodbye-
              Your friend
                 Bessie

It sounds like Grandpa must have been trying to help Bessie and Eugene  find a place to live. I do wonder what house he found for them.
I think that their names have been mentioned before by someone.

Here is a picture from The Minnesota Union Advocate, August 30, 1934:

 This is a scene on the Minneapolis strike front which immediately preceded the shooting of Henry Ness,
veteran striker, and the wounding of 50 others. Men who tried to carry the wounded from the scene were shot down by police.

Here is part of a head line from the same paper:

The top head line on this page is:

"MILITARY GETS SECRET LETTERS OF CITIZENS ALLIANCE"

Maybe sometime I'll find away to share the whole story that goes with this headline. It covers about 3/4 of the page.

Here is a story from "Fate" November 1950:

I guess my idea about being messed up kind of makes you an expert in understanding others that are just as messed up or worse.

Finally, a random picture:

Not sure what year this was taken but I do remember that being there when I was growing up.

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

Edna: April 22, 1932 Chicago, Ill. & A Birthday card

Dear Friends,
I hope everyone had a very Merry Christmas. I know I did. It's always nice hanging out with family you don't get to see very often.
Anyway, I've got two things to share with you.
The first was postmarked April 8, 1932.

Grandpa's birthday was April 10th.he was 32 years old this year.

Here is a letter from Edna:

Since it is typed, I'm not retyping it.

It sounds like she has been a very busy girl.
Grandpa sounds like he was feeling ignored on purpose.
I hope he got the message back then. It wasn't him, it was her lack of free time and not wanting to write more after writing all day at work. I don't blame her.

Here is picture from the scrap book. 1936:

With the hockey matches for the Stanley cup approaching, we find the each Dionne quintuplet has adopted a team. They're apparently in the penalty box here for breaking some rule and are (left to right) Cecile (Detroit Red Wing), Marie (Buffalo Bison), Yvonne (Toronto Maple Leaf), Emilie (Chicago Black Hawk) and Annette of the Montreal Les Canadiens.-World Copyright, 1936 N.E.A. Service, Inc.

I know it's been awhile since I showed the girls. But here they are being little hockey players. I wonder who's idea it was to put them in these shirts?

Here are few pages from the joke book, "Bedtime Laughs". 1956:

To all my show biz friends, enjoy!

Finally a random picture:

Taken during someones class trip.

Well, that's all I have to share with you today.
Remember, stay warm. Below zero, not fun.
Don't forget to drop by again real soon for more Fading History.
Till then.
Your friend,
Sandy

Cousin Walter: May 18, 1930 Chicago, Ill.

Dear Friends,
Well, it's the end of yet another week. For me it was uneventful. Which is fine. I just hope the weekend will be nice and quiet. I plan on having a chill out kind of weekend. How about you?
Anyway, here is the next letter from Walter:

As always, for those that find it hard to read, here is what it says:

                  Chicago, Ill.
                   May 17, '30
Dear Howard,
        We got back to Chi.
quite safely Sunday Eve at 7 PM
without any mishaps. it took
nearly 3 hours longer to get back
but then I had to drive in
rain for over 200 miles which
isn't so nice and then i stopped
in Milwaukee for an hour or
so to see an old girlfriend
of mine.
      Boy I sure was tired
when I got in Sun. eve as
you know I had no sleep
Sat. nite. Had a date Sun
night but got home about
12. Caught a cold in my eye
coming back but it's getting
better now.
      Am coming up to
get Ma Decoration day May
30th and may bring the girl
friend along. If I do remember

don't say anything about taking
those girls up to the dance. We
just took them home and that's
all. No kissing or anything.
Please remember that as I
 know she'd be sore if she knew
I told her that we took your
girlfriend and her friend home
from the dance. In case
she doesn't come with me
I'll drop Harriet a note and
get a date with her for Friday
the 30th. Let me know what
her address is and it it's OK.
with you as perhaps you may
still have some strings on
her.
       I certainly enjoyed
myself up there and am looking
forward to the coming up of the 30th
Have some beer on ice as it's
the best in either Ogema
or Westboro.
     Let me hear from you
this week sure
                  Your cousin
                    Walter
Greet Thomas

Well it sounds like he was up visiting with Grandpa for awhile.
I wonder if his girlfriend found out about his betrayal.
He sounds like he got around.
I wonder what kind of beer they sold in Ogema and Westboro that it was the best.
Did he and his mother come back up at the end of May/
Information that has faded away. Never to be known again.

Here are a couple of pictures from the scrapbook:

The Racine fishing tugs, which haven't been out for six weeks, received novel aid Thursday after-
noon in the form of some ice breaking by a coal crane, shown above in two views. The picture
below shows the device actually hitting the river ice. The tug is the J.B. Gagnon.- Journal Photos.

I wonder if this is something they still do today. I doubt it.

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

Some more school dazes laughs....Enjoy...

Finally, a random picture:

Just a random logging picture. No idea what year it was taken.

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

Eluira La Lime: Jan. 14, 1930 Minneapolis, Minn.

Dear Friends,
Well, another week done. The weekend is here. For me, it will once again be a short one. I have to work on Saturday. Oh well, a little extra money for this time of the year.
Anyway, here is the next letter from Eluira:

As always, for those that find it hard to read, here is what it says:

            Minneapolis Minn.
           Jan 13, 1930
Friend Howard,
  Suppose you think I have
forgotten you but here's proving to you
I haven't. have tho't of you
a number of times but things
haven't gone so good so haven't
wrote to anybody. Things are
breaking my way at last so can
be happy again. Am working
at the same place, yet.
What are you doing now for
excitement- last Sat. was the
first time I was out a good time
for months. We was to a Road house
and talk about a hot time.

I really enjoyed myself.
Who are you stepping around
with now? Anybody I know?
does Hattie Lundstrom live there
anymore. I believe that was
her last name. She had a brother
by the name of Clarence.
they lived close to Bert Johnson's
home.
Both my brothers are coming
for dinner tonight and my
sister so I must get busy-
suppose you know my sister was
living with me.
hope I get an answer to this
and will write a longer
letter next time
      I remain friend
            Eluire La Lime

p.s.
How are the roads over there? S'pose this
would be a poor time for a trip, much as
I'd love to.

I know I keep spelling her last name differently. I think it is Lime but I've left it Lince for the labels.
I think it has been awhile since there was a letter from her.
I suppose with the bad things that happened at the end of 1929 things were hard for a number of people in different ways.

Here is a picture from the scrap book:

All animation and spirit and joy, Marie thrusts a thumb into
her mouth as though to say, "look at my fine new theeth!"
well she may be proud, for she has six uppers ans six lowers.
Always the tiniest of the Dionne quintuplets, Marie certainly looks
in fine fettle here, doesn't she?

I do wonder how many different pictures there wast taken of these girls.

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

A few more drinks for you. Enjoy.

Now a random picture:

Now this is as random as you can get. No idea why someone took this picture. But I'm certain it was taken during someones class trip.

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

Helen: Dec. 27, 1929 Evanston Ill.

Dear Friends,
The first full week in September is about done. How was you week? Mine, I was on vacation. I just wish it could have been warmer. I'm just glad that we are not having the weather they are having down south. Oh well,what you going to do.
Anyway, here is a letter from Helen who lives in Evanston  Ill.:

As always, for those that find it hard to read, here is what it says:

          Evanston, Ill.
          Dec 26/29
Dear Howard:-
     Happy New Year
to you!
Was surprised to see
a note enclosed with
the nice card- surely
thank you- you know
I never do forget my
friends after I once
meet them so I send
everybody a greeting.
Hope you have had
a fine Xmas & all
the happiness in the
world.

I sure had a good time at
my married sister's place.
I went there Xmas eve
& came back last nite
almost mid night.
Xmas morning Anna &
Frank Novy came there
too so we all had a good
old fashioned chicken
dinner- and we listened
to the radio most of the
afternoon. Heard music
from Germany & even
England. It sure is great
isn't it- how music can
be heard such a distance.
No Howard, I never think
of that (bunk) what that
certain party told me about.
Don't ever think of it or
let it worry you for people
always like to talk it they
find something to talk about
especially such things.
This is my second job
since I came back this
if all I can't seem to find
anything suitable & jobs
are quite scarce. But I
think now after the holiday
it will change-

Anna N. & I room together &
if we don't have good times
together- I sure do enjoy her
company.
Well Howard- hope you
have success & happiness
throughout this coming
New Year. I do hate to part
from the old year, don't
you? We never know what
the New Year has in store
for each one of us.
      May God bless you
      always.
          Old friend
           as always
              Helen

There was actually only three pages but it was to big for the scanner so I did it in two.
I wonder what kind of scandal was going on the Grandpa was so concerned about it. Will anyone ever mention what it was?
I wonder what kind of music she was listening to that was from Germany and England?

Here is a page from the scrap book.:

This was one page but it was too big for the scanner.
Like I told you before, someone was very interested in these little girls. So there are a number of pictures of them yet to come.

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

Enjoy the signs and the start of "Just Married jokes".


And now a random picture:

This happened in 1958. Right now I don't know who was involved or why it happened. But I'm sure someone will tell me.

Well that's about all I have to say today.
I hope you all have a good weekend and people in Florida, stay safe.
I hope you will come back soon for more Fading History.
Till then.
Your friend,
Sandy

Olga: Dec. 21, 1929 Milwaukee, Wis.

Dear Friends,
Well the holiday weekend is here. I hope it will be a good one. I'm hoping for little to no rain. We have had enough for awhile. I know Texas has more of a right to say that then I do. We all deserve a break from the rain.
Anyway, here is a letter from I think someone named Olga. This letter is very light. I did my best to try and get it so it could be read. So here it is:

As always, for those that find it hard to read, this is what I think it says:

               Milwaukee, Wis
                Dec 19, 1929
Hello Howard:
          Sure was surprised
to hear from you. Whatever made
you think of me at present. Of
course Frans wrote to me and
said somebody wanted my address
but I couldn't think who it could
be. Well I imagined it will
take a long time before this letter
reaches you, maybe you won't
have so good train service thru
the snowbanks. We never had
any snow until yesterday and
today and we sure have plenty
here for the city of Milwaukee. it
is still drifting snow & cold.
I don't mind it because that's

the weather. I've been used to
up north and it doesn't seem
like Xmas if we hadn't any
snow.
It's so terrible grey and dreary
looking outside it makes me so
lonesome I could cry.
I'm writing this letter in the
afternoon as I have every afternoon
off from 1 till 6 pm. I work
from 8:30 am to 1 pm from 6 to 9:30 pm
I really don't get a chance to go
even to show in the afternoons
as Rudy & I have been light housekeeping
& I usually come right straight
home and listen to the radio
& then go back to work again
& home. Same routine every
day, at times it gets too

monotonous. Rudy is out of a job
so he is going home Sat. but
if you see Frans, don't tell him
as Rudy wants to surprise him.
I am going to room alone at the
same address, then I'll be all
alone just me and my radio like
the old song goes "Ain't Misbehav'n"
I am feeling fine, how does
the weather treat you.
read a letter from the kid
brother today as I must answer
it and also send him his Xmas
present. gee I haven't been inside
of a store in the city for over
a week, that's going some. It's
something awful the way stores
are crowded just before Xmas
especially the 5 & 10. You don't
have to walk, you get shoved

around from place to place.
Well it's almost time for me
to go to work again as I'll have
to make this rather short.
Excuse the pencil writing as it
goes faster than in ink
If you don't answer before
Xmas, here's wishing you a
Merry Xmas.
               Your friend
                 Olga

I think I copied it right. The pencil was so light it was hard to read it.
She sounds like she knew Grandpa or at least of him before.
It sounds like she was a very busy girl. I think she must have been cleaning houses.
Not sure how many letters there are from her.
I will say the number of letters are not very many any more. So I am finally getting closer to the end.

Well, here is a picture from the scrap book:

 The little fellow on the left, called "Sonny Boy" by Dr. Gordon Mordoff of Wilmette, Ill., and
"Reginald Arthur" by Margaret Mann, 24, was the center of court action in Chicago Thursday.
Dr. Mordoff and Miss Mann each claim parentage. The boy is shown in court with Mordoff
children, Mary and Gordon Jr.

I wonder how long the battle for this little boy played out in public. To bad they didn't have DNA testing back then. Or at least I don't think they did.

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

Some good like giggles for the weekend. Enjoy.

Finally, a random picture:

No idea what year this was taken. It looks like they were bringing in a load of firewood.

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

Harriet: Nov. 27, 1928 Chicago, Ill.

Dear Friends,
I hope you had a good weekend. Mine was fairly uneventful. I did kind of twist my ankle a little but it's fine. A little sore but OK. I know what was I doing that this happened. Well, I am involved in the local Community theater. I'm back stage manager. I forgot about a platform and stepped off it wrong. believe me I will not forget about it again. The play we are doing is called "Vanya and Sonia and Masha and Spike". The performances will be this Thursday, Friday and Saturday at 7:30 each night.So if you find yourself in Medford any of these nights and looking for live entertainment, come let us entertain you.
Anyway here is the next letter from Harriet, I think:

  As always, for those that find it hard to read, here is what it says:

Dear Sweetheart
If of me you always think
Send me back a bow of pink.
If of me your heart is true
Send me back a bow of blue.
If you want to be my fellow,
Send me back a bow of yellow.
If of me you always dream,
Send me back a bow of green.
If you want me for a wife,
Send me back a bow a white.
If for me your heart is dead,
Send me back a bow of red
          Anxious
P.S. If the writers hand you guess
Send this back to her address
               Without fail
                  Just me.

Well it's a nice poem. I wonder if he sent a bow back and if so what color was it.
I guess I'll never know.

Here is a picture from the scrap book:

 This picture, taken Monday morning, shows five of the seven CCC boys on an ice floe in
Cape Cod bay. They had been marooned 22 hours when this picture was taken. A short
time later they were rescued by coast guardsmen.

I wonder what they were doing out there that they got stranded.

Here is a cartoon that was in the scrap book:

"Look on the society page and see if you find out where I was last night."

Here is a random picture for you to look at:

No idea who this is or when it was taken.

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