At Home in Colonia Dublan
January 22,
1930
My Dearest Boy
(Lothaire/Bud):
We received
your beautiful letter last evening and was Oh! so glad to hear from you. I am
writing on the machine (typewriter) again because I can write more in less
space and more legibly. I am so glad that you are well and I can tell that you
are enjoying the Spirit of the Lord because your letters just radiate the
spirit of the Gospel. I hope you will
keep right on the way you have started and keep up the good work. Then when you
do come home you will be proud of your record. I am glad you are well and
enjoying housework. Isn’t it fun to cook and iron etc. etc.? But then, you have
to know all these things anyway so now is a good time to become expert. We
enjoyed the snapshots so much. You seem to be well enough fed for you look more
fleshy than when you left. The sisters must feed you well or else you are
mighty fine cooks. You know most of the cooks cannot enjoy their own cooking
but it seems that you do.
Grandpa ACF
Bluth is getting better after all. We thought surely he would not go on, but I
guess his time had not come, because he seems to be improving but he will never
be strong again. Grandma Bluth is feeble and can hardly get around, but when
they move up by Aunt Ellen they will have more help. They sold their little
home to Frank Romney, and Uncle Ollie (Bluth) and bought the Done and Moffett
property and has traded with Frank Romney and now Ollie lives in the Done house
and Frank lives in Ollie’s home. Quite a change isn’t it? Aunt Sophia (Bluth)
was here this morning and I read her letter. She says to tell you that she
prays for you every day and hopes you won’t forget her. She says she knows you
are going to do fine for you always was a good boy. So write a line to her some
times, poor old soul.
Yes, Van
Macdonald is married!!! I spent nearly all day yesterday up at the Municipio
getting them married. Uncle Byron is here and they all came down and we were up
there about four hours. After it was all over, we came down here to our house
and had dinner and they went on up to Juarez. We expect to go up to Juarez to
the farewell reception for them tonight. But Dad is sick with a bilious spell
and he surely feels the bunk. But if he cannot go, the rest of us will go. Then
on Saturday, Dad and I (just think) are taking them out to the Mesa Temple, and
Van will find Brother Pratt there and be set apart for his mission. He does not
know just what mission field he will be sent to, but somewhere in the Mexican
Mission. Then we will bring Vilate home with us and she will go on teaching
school. She and your Viva can sympathize, no?
Little Lynden
is standing here by me now. He wants to write, so here goes, qzxc xcbn dearr
budn hello, I am getting big vgoodgye xcc x,,m bnns ssss He is never satisfied. Maybe you can’t read
it, but he thinks he is big. He is just laughing. He tries to talk and is
surely cute. I am going to take him to Mesa with me and will get a big picture
of him and Dad and send to you.
Gayle and
Oscar are breaking in some new little calves that we have in the corral. All
the baby calves kick like the dickens for awhile until they get so tame they
won’t buck. But Gayle can surely throw a wicked rope. He never misses either a
foot or the head. But Lynden is our machinist. He just loves a pair of pliers
and a wrench or two and he will work for hours on the car, going over every
bolt and of all the positions he gets into!!! It is sure funny. But he takes it
all seriously. Oh! there is a thousand and one things he does that are funny
but can’t write them all. I wish he would stay this way until you come home,
but he won’t. He will grow up and then they are not so cute.
Mac and Lucy
and Oscar are growing so fast. Flossie is as big as LaPrele. LaPrele and
Flossie have the curliest hair you ever did see and it is so pretty. I am
perfectly silly about it, because I always wanted a curley-headed baby. You
have some might pretty sisters, if I do say it “as shouldn’t” I. Mac is a sheik
now. He combs his hair and fixes up to kill. He is the beau of all the girls,
they quarrel over him. Lucy is learning the piano quite well, but Mac hasn’t
done much yet. But I want to keep him at it.
Oh! but it is
cold today. I feel like I was freezing now. I’ll bet you can hardly realize it,
can you? But up in the states they are having so much sub-zero weather. In El
Paso, the other day was the coldest in 55 years. Just think, and we read in the
paper that Argentina was having extremely hot weather. But I expect we will
have more snow if this cold spell keeps up long. I am sure we are going to have
a fine year this year for crops, because we have so much water now, and
prospect of more. Wheat crops look fine, but some are a little late on account
of too much moisture.
Well, the
second semester of school has started and the poor kids surely do have grief
with the old bus. It is broke about half of the time. Roy T. has charge of
keeping it in repair and you know what that means, don’t you? Dad wouldn’t have
charge of it, because he did not have you to run it for him and he couldn’t
afford to keep it fixed up for Taylor kids to break up. So it is on the ragged
edge of nowhere all the time. My car has had to go up so much lately that I
believe it thinks you are home again, Ha! Ha! Ha! I wish you were home again.
Dad has the
wheat almost all in now for which I am thankful, for it seemed that he would be
awfully late planting it because of too much wet. I’ll bet there is a lot of
snow in the mountains because it has been snowing the last few days again. All
that does us lots of good about May, do you remember? Viva was down last Sunday
evening and ate enchiladas with us for Dad’s birthday, January 19th. Did you
think of it? We thought of you and wished you were here to eat some with us. Do
you ever get or see enchiladas? I wonder!
We had another
fine Stake Union Meeting on Sunday afternoon and it is a great benefit in
carrying on the work of the Stake. Brother Call says he just hasn’t had time to
answer your nice letter to him because he has been so busy with his yearly
Bishop’s report, but intends to write soon.
Well, Dear
kid, I guess I will have to close as I cannot think of much more news to tell
you. But I hope you will continue to be encouraged and that God will protect
you and the other missionaries in health and wisdom to perform your labors and
duties with vigor and strength. You have our most sincere prayers and I hope
you will get along with your cooking, etc. in fine shape.
Oh yes, I am
writing right now about the books you want so that you can judge about when to
expect them. Much love and kisses to you from every one of the kids and hoping
that you receive the snaps of us soon. We are devouring your snaps for yours
looks so natural. Be good and be happy and may God bless and preserve you in
Faith, and let us know whenever you need books or anything and we will try and
sent it to you.
Lovingly
Your
Dad and Mother (Oscar and Lucy)
