Letter from Kentucky mother to
Kentucky son:

Dear
I am writing this slow cause I now you can't read fast. We don't live where we did when you left. Your dad read in the paper that most accidents happen within twenty miles of home, so we moved. I won't be able to send you the new address cause the last family that lived here took the numbers with them for their next house so they would not have to change their address.

This place has a washing machine. The first day I put four shirts in it, pulled the chain and haven't seen them since. It only rained twice this week. Three days the first time and four days the second time.

The coat you wanted me to send you, your Aunt Sue said it would be a little too heavy to send in the mail with them heavy buttons, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets.

We got a bill from the funeral home, said if we didn't make the last payment on ggrandma's funeral bill, up she comes.

About your father--he has a lovly new job. He has 500 men under him. He is cutting grass at the cemetary.

About your sister--she had a baby this morning, I haven't out whether it is a boy or a girl, so I don't know if you are an aunt or an uncle.

Three of your friends went off the bridge in a pickup. One was driving, and the other two were in the back. The driver got out, he rolled down the window and swam to safety. The other two drowned. They couldn't get the tailgate down.

Your uncle John fell in the whiskey vat. Some men tried to pull him out but he fought them off so he drowned. We cremated him, he burned for three days.

Not much more news this time, nothing much happened.

Write more often.

Love,
Mom

P.S. I was going to send you some money, but the envelop was alread ysealed.

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