Browsing the blog archives for August, 2010
Houston, Texas May 22, 1923 My Dearest Florence, I have the blues so bad that I can hardly keep from crying. I received a letter from Port Arthur this morning, saying that I could go to work as soon as school is out. They have given me a good proposition with good pay. I will […]
At least the web published portion. The subject matter is almost 90 years in development. A few months ago, I am taking photos of some of the mementoes I have from Fred and Florence. As I collect more from my father’s stash of things I will add more – and some fun items will be […]
9:30 pm Fredibus, dear, Can yo bear with me for a very few minutes?? I hope so. If you can’t, well – but why think of that. A few minutes ago, I was out looking at the glorious stars – Memories? Oh, wonderful ones. Orion was beaming down – and all the rest that some […]
May 1923 (undated) 2 p.m. – Standard time Dearest big boy ‘o mine. Blue? Big boy, why be blue? What if we are separated this summer – 3 months. Don’t you know that true love never fades or dies! Don’t you know that if you really care for me, there’s not a girl on earth […]
To Rice Dearest big adorable track ☆(I told you I couldn’t make a star) The school is ringing with your praises. I’ve been stopped by so many and congratulated for you. It simply thrills me to death. It’s almost like my own success because I hear so many wonderful things. Oh! even the boys talk […]
[Note: though the date written later by Florence says “3-27-23”, the 27th fell on a Tuesday that year, so I have changed the date ahead accordingly.] Wednesday. Fredibus, don’t – please don’t think I’d make fun of your track work. I wouldn’t for the world. I think you are wonderful for being any kind of […]
3/27/1923 Fredibus, dear. You poor boy! I’ve just found out something about you. Something I was sure you were not. Hold your breath! While I tell you what I have discovered. Eureka! Fredibus, alas! You have numberless moods! and I was so sure that you were free of such a thing. I’ve imagined it but […]
