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UNFOLDING YEARS, 115

weeks, making my home her headquarters. Along with all this entertainment I continued to crochet making gifts for my friends; also helping to furnish afghans for hospitals. All these varied activities made for a busy life and far from an unhappy one. 
In September 1945 Ira Hoff came for another visit. He had sold his Business College and planned to travel in his car which he had converted so he could sleep and cook in it. Before starting on his western trip he drove to Washington in his car. We had many long rides together which reminded us of the old days; but we both missed our loved ones who had gone. I had Mr. and Mrs. Maxwell and Lucy Cardwell in one day for lunch to meet Ira. They all liked him very much. In return they entertained us at luncheon and dinner. We drove to Mount Vernon and to my friends, the Kales, now living over in Virginia. Everywhere Ira made himself welcome. 
War was now over. It was while Ira was with me that we listened to the signing of the treaty with Japan on the battleship "Missouri" in Tokio Harbor. But though the war had ended peace was still far off; in fact as the months went by it seemed even more remote. President Roosevelt's death the spring before had shocked and almost paralyzed the Nation. President Truman was now carrying on. Life did not return to normal; living was still high and many essentials hard to get.
Another winter passed. When Lillian took her long vacation in the summer of 1946 I went to spend a week with my friends, the Kales. Their home was a rambling old house surrounded by ample grounds wooded and delightful. There was just the three of them. Norma, their only child was teaching in a high school in Washington. She was having her summer vacation. No one could ask for a better place to rest and relax. How I did enjoy the fresh vegetables from their garden and the big screened porch where I lived most of the day ! We often ate our meals on the porch where the birds serenaded us. I came home laden with flowers, fruit and vegetables; rested but glad to be at home again.

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UNFOLDING YEARS, 115 weeks, making my home her headquarters. Along with all this entertainment I continued to crochet making gifts for my friends; also helping to furnish afghans for hospitals. All these varied activities made for a busy life and far from an unhappy one. In September 1945 Ira Hoff came for another visit. He had sold his Business College and planned to travel in his car which he had converted so he could sleep and cook in it. Before starting on his western trip he drove to Washington in his car. We had many long rides together which reminded us of the old days; but we both missed our loved ones who had gone. I had Mr. and Mrs. Maxwell and Lucy Cardwell in one day for lunch to meet Ira. They all liked him very much. In return they entertained us at luncheon and dinner. We drove to Mount Vernon and to my friends, the Kales, now living over in Virginia. Everywhere Ira made himself welcome. War was now over. It was while Ira was with me that we listened to the signing of the treaty with Japan on the battleship "Missouri" in Tokio Harbor. But though the war had ended peace was still far off; in fact as the months went by it seemed even more remote. President Roosevelt's death the spring before had shocked and almost paralyzed the Nation. President Truman was now carrying on. Life did not return to normal; living was still high and many essentials hard to get. Another winter passed. When Lillian took her long vacation in the summer of 1946 I went to spend a week with my friends, the Kales. Their home was a rambling old house surrounded by ample grounds wooded and delightful. There was just the three of them. Norma, their only child was teaching in a high school in Washington. She was having her summer vacation. No one could ask for a better place to rest and relax. How I did enjoy the fresh vegetables from their garden and the big screened porch where I lived most of the day ! We often ate our meals on the porch where the birds serenaded us. I came home laden with flowers, fruit and vegetables; rested but glad to be at home again.