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Nile Kinnick correspondence, December 1942-March 1943
1943-01-17: Page 01
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Sunday afternoon January 17, 1943 Dear SB: You have heard of the stars of stage and screen receiving the press in their dressing rooms. Well, I am enclosing a little journalistic jewel that might well be entitled, " The Interview in the Bedroom or The Forgetter in Underwear". We had a good laugh this morning when we came to this part of the W-H, George included. You might sendit on to Ben, and ask him to return it here. Another clipping that I thought wouldinterest you is one from the Register which reprints en editorial from the Mason City paper. I agree so completely with E. Hall, and doubtless you do also. Sunday usually is fairly quirt, devoted to a review of the papers, some catchup reading and the everpresent duty and pleasure of letter writing. A slight deviation this morning ensued when mother and I sat in church listening to the announcements from the desk. During a pause I leaned over and inquired if shd had turned down the stove before we left the house. The customary pot roast dinner was on the fire and I remembered that mother had turned the burner on high to insure that the meal would be thoroughly cooked upon our return. As I feared, her answer was negative. So I at once slithered up theaisle and beat it back to homestead; but too late, as I at once know upon opening the door. (I know some other words that mean 'at once' but the burden of narrative seemed to smother my vocabulary.) The damage, however, was mostly olfactory and we later derived considerable nourishment from the contents of the outraged vessel. And I missed less than two sections of the sermon. As I have remarked before, this winter has been rather moderate in my estimation. But yesterday a new aspect became evident. The morning opened gustily and with sinking mercury. During the day spitting snow filled the air at times, and we received reports from the country, particularly So. Dakota, that severe weather and considerable snow were on the way. Last night was really cold and this morning the thermometer stood at ten below. That is a record for this season here, and now it has risen only to six below. This sort of thing will increase the concern about fuel oil, tho there hasn't been much griping that I have heard. Doubtless mother has informed you of our present plan to go back to Adel on Thursday afternoon to stay until Sundat afternoon. That will give us a good visit there. It has been ten weeks since we were there last. Practically each week we urge grandma to come out here for the balance of the winter to avoid the work and worry of maintaining the big house In the face of possible fuel shortage, and she as steadfastly clings to the tree as (her description) the last leaf thereon. Uncle Sturgis also clings, and he is several years older than grandma. Fred wants grandma to come out there next summer. I wish that she and mother could manage that somehow. When Bob was here a week ago he told us briefly about the new Grumman, tho he did not designate it as the F6. It sounds good and we hope that you have the best that is available. The last issue of Flying has pictures and descriptions of the navy planes. Perhaps you have seen it. Ben gave it to George as a Christmas gift. Papers and other magazines have reprinted the same cuts of navy and also army planes, but I have seen no mention of the new F6. As to magazines, I know that I shall appreciate the Fortune issues. It has been one magazine that I have wanted above the rest. More about Bob. Mother no doubt beats me on the spot news as she writes oftener. So excuse it if I repeat. Bob phoned on Saturday evening, a week ago, and then came over for an hour or so. He had only arrived the evening b fore, on the Rocket from Des Moines, and expected to leave by plane on Sunday morning at 8:30 for Los Angeles. That would get him there about five Sunday evening, and he intended to take a train Monday morning for San Diego. About Tuesday Bert phoned and said that they had received
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Sunday afternoon January 17, 1943 Dear SB: You have heard of the stars of stage and screen receiving the press in their dressing rooms. Well, I am enclosing a little journalistic jewel that might well be entitled, " The Interview in the Bedroom or The Forgetter in Underwear". We had a good laugh this morning when we came to this part of the W-H, George included. You might sendit on to Ben, and ask him to return it here. Another clipping that I thought wouldinterest you is one from the Register which reprints en editorial from the Mason City paper. I agree so completely with E. Hall, and doubtless you do also. Sunday usually is fairly quirt, devoted to a review of the papers, some catchup reading and the everpresent duty and pleasure of letter writing. A slight deviation this morning ensued when mother and I sat in church listening to the announcements from the desk. During a pause I leaned over and inquired if shd had turned down the stove before we left the house. The customary pot roast dinner was on the fire and I remembered that mother had turned the burner on high to insure that the meal would be thoroughly cooked upon our return. As I feared, her answer was negative. So I at once slithered up theaisle and beat it back to homestead; but too late, as I at once know upon opening the door. (I know some other words that mean 'at once' but the burden of narrative seemed to smother my vocabulary.) The damage, however, was mostly olfactory and we later derived considerable nourishment from the contents of the outraged vessel. And I missed less than two sections of the sermon. As I have remarked before, this winter has been rather moderate in my estimation. But yesterday a new aspect became evident. The morning opened gustily and with sinking mercury. During the day spitting snow filled the air at times, and we received reports from the country, particularly So. Dakota, that severe weather and considerable snow were on the way. Last night was really cold and this morning the thermometer stood at ten below. That is a record for this season here, and now it has risen only to six below. This sort of thing will increase the concern about fuel oil, tho there hasn't been much griping that I have heard. Doubtless mother has informed you of our present plan to go back to Adel on Thursday afternoon to stay until Sundat afternoon. That will give us a good visit there. It has been ten weeks since we were there last. Practically each week we urge grandma to come out here for the balance of the winter to avoid the work and worry of maintaining the big house In the face of possible fuel shortage, and she as steadfastly clings to the tree as (her description) the last leaf thereon. Uncle Sturgis also clings, and he is several years older than grandma. Fred wants grandma to come out there next summer. I wish that she and mother could manage that somehow. When Bob was here a week ago he told us briefly about the new Grumman, tho he did not designate it as the F6. It sounds good and we hope that you have the best that is available. The last issue of Flying has pictures and descriptions of the navy planes. Perhaps you have seen it. Ben gave it to George as a Christmas gift. Papers and other magazines have reprinted the same cuts of navy and also army planes, but I have seen no mention of the new F6. As to magazines, I know that I shall appreciate the Fortune issues. It has been one magazine that I have wanted above the rest. More about Bob. Mother no doubt beats me on the spot news as she writes oftener. So excuse it if I repeat. Bob phoned on Saturday evening, a week ago, and then came over for an hour or so. He had only arrived the evening b fore, on the Rocket from Des Moines, and expected to leave by plane on Sunday morning at 8:30 for Los Angeles. That would get him there about five Sunday evening, and he intended to take a train Monday morning for San Diego. About Tuesday Bert phoned and said that they had received
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