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Nile Kinnick correspondence, September-November 1942
1942-10-11: Page 02
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travel areas, and particularly at this time of year. The only pleasure that I remember of the annual trips that the Ames football team used to make to Minneapolis each September for the warm up game (for Minnesota, you understand) was the gorgeous autumn scenery around the Minneapolis and St. Paul area. That really was wonderful. The rainbow hues on the torsos was something else (and here I mean the Ames team). Mayhem, is the word. You will note that George got a nice press for last night's game. I am sorry that I did not go up to see the contest, as I had intended. But mother had, promised George that she would not show, and I later decided to with her to a show instead of the the game. George said that the first half was terrible but that they really looked like a ball club in the second, as the enclosed report avers. It seems that he is doing quite well; better than I should expect from a first year competitor. He gradually is getting over his aversion to having us watch the games but very gradually. We raised no audible objection to my expressed intention to watch the Tech game, but it was only by chance that we discovered he had a special written invitation for me to that game with the rest of the "dad". Upon discovery of the fact, he reluctantly got it from his dresser drawer where he had hidden it. He is a funny lad. For the movie Saturday evening we saw "Dangerous Journey." I believe it was. Good for its type; but the second spasm "Lucky Legs", was terrible. Avoid it like the plague. Earlier in the week, mother and I had also gone to see "Wings for the Eagle". Fair. Two in one week is almost a record. A week ago Sunday we saw "Mrs. Minver", and it really is one of the best. That same Sunday we journeyed over to CB to bid Ellie goodbye and to take the pictures that Ben had ordered. Unfortunately, it began to rain just as we were leaving the house, but only a sprinkle and it stopped soon after we arrived. The snaps were taken in rather poor light because of the lowering clouds. Ellie was in good spirits. Her train left that evening, and we have had no direct word from her since that time. Speaking of invasions; we had one in our front yard a week ago. A pocket gopher, the alfalfa field variety came in from we know not where and began to throw up mounds of the greensward with utter disregard for person or place A week ago Saturday I gave him my undivided attention, by opening his runway and letting him have the old water treatment. It proved to be a one-sided game. He popped right out when the dam busted and I dealt him the duece of spades; which is to say, one spade in his ribs as he emerged and with the other I patted his pate, and herewith relate that that was the end of the tete-a-tete. Evidence of war changes comes on slowly. More men in uniform, tho this is not a center for training. They say that Lincoln, with the large plane service training school, is overrun. But I notice more women doing the work.; in stores and elsewhere. Girls are wearing cowboy underwear and I mean Western Union messenger's uniforms. Bill Raducener has almost all women now, and he told me Saturday that he soon changing his store arrangement to suit the carry customers when his tires are gone. Colored house help is about all that is on the market now, and mother has a new one almost every two weeks. Sometimes they don't show at all. The air raid warden training finally has gotten under way at Harrison
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travel areas, and particularly at this time of year. The only pleasure that I remember of the annual trips that the Ames football team used to make to Minneapolis each September for the warm up game (for Minnesota, you understand) was the gorgeous autumn scenery around the Minneapolis and St. Paul area. That really was wonderful. The rainbow hues on the torsos was something else (and here I mean the Ames team). Mayhem, is the word. You will note that George got a nice press for last night's game. I am sorry that I did not go up to see the contest, as I had intended. But mother had, promised George that she would not show, and I later decided to with her to a show instead of the the game. George said that the first half was terrible but that they really looked like a ball club in the second, as the enclosed report avers. It seems that he is doing quite well; better than I should expect from a first year competitor. He gradually is getting over his aversion to having us watch the games but very gradually. We raised no audible objection to my expressed intention to watch the Tech game, but it was only by chance that we discovered he had a special written invitation for me to that game with the rest of the "dad". Upon discovery of the fact, he reluctantly got it from his dresser drawer where he had hidden it. He is a funny lad. For the movie Saturday evening we saw "Dangerous Journey." I believe it was. Good for its type; but the second spasm "Lucky Legs", was terrible. Avoid it like the plague. Earlier in the week, mother and I had also gone to see "Wings for the Eagle". Fair. Two in one week is almost a record. A week ago Sunday we saw "Mrs. Minver", and it really is one of the best. That same Sunday we journeyed over to CB to bid Ellie goodbye and to take the pictures that Ben had ordered. Unfortunately, it began to rain just as we were leaving the house, but only a sprinkle and it stopped soon after we arrived. The snaps were taken in rather poor light because of the lowering clouds. Ellie was in good spirits. Her train left that evening, and we have had no direct word from her since that time. Speaking of invasions; we had one in our front yard a week ago. A pocket gopher, the alfalfa field variety came in from we know not where and began to throw up mounds of the greensward with utter disregard for person or place A week ago Saturday I gave him my undivided attention, by opening his runway and letting him have the old water treatment. It proved to be a one-sided game. He popped right out when the dam busted and I dealt him the duece of spades; which is to say, one spade in his ribs as he emerged and with the other I patted his pate, and herewith relate that that was the end of the tete-a-tete. Evidence of war changes comes on slowly. More men in uniform, tho this is not a center for training. They say that Lincoln, with the large plane service training school, is overrun. But I notice more women doing the work.; in stores and elsewhere. Girls are wearing cowboy underwear and I mean Western Union messenger's uniforms. Bill Raducener has almost all women now, and he told me Saturday that he soon changing his store arrangement to suit the carry customers when his tires are gone. Colored house help is about all that is on the market now, and mother has a new one almost every two weeks. Sometimes they don't show at all. The air raid warden training finally has gotten under way at Harrison
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