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Nile Kinnick correspondence, June-August 1942

1942-06-29: Page 04

my feelings. All the while that I was driving down here, my mind was
thinking of what I might do when this war is over. Almost entirely my
thoughts were of a farm and how much the soil and sun and crops appeal
to me. My imagination ran rampant; my enthusiasm was so keen the first
day that I nearly took time out at Tallahassee to write you. Oh for
the farm where a man is truly independent, and where he deals with fundamentals, where the changing seasons brings changed work, and a man is
out of doors all the time. It is on the farm that a man can devote his
life to his investment and see the improvement and growth from year to
year. The orchard will soon be in maturity, now, the windbreak will
really be a protection in a few years, the kids are growing up
in an idealatmosphere--out in the open where the air is clean and pure,
and under the discipline of their daily chores. Yes sir, on the farm
a man could own a Piper cub and not have to worry about where to land
it or where to keep it. I really don't know much about farming, I
don't have enough money to get started, nor the propsects thereof, and
possibly I wouldn't like it as well as I think. Certainly, not unless
it was a good farm and things went reasonably well, but that is true
of anything I might attempt. Anyway I enjoy thinking of such things
and there is no doubt that I am a mid-westerner through and through.
All this may be a bit distressing to mother, but it will strike a
responsive chord in your heart I know.
Must close now. It is about time for us to get out of this
hostelry. Have ahunch that I will be pretty busy for the next 8 weeks
or so. May not be able to write as often as usual, but will get off
a postcard or note now and then.
Bought another stamp for my car the other day. Automobiles are
really a luxury these days.
Yours,
SB
Much love to all and let me hear from you whenever you can get around to it.
Things are going well, and I feel fine.

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my feelings. All the while that I was driving down here, my mind was thinking of what I might do when this war is over. Almost entirely my thoughts were of a farm and how much the soil and sun and crops appeal to me. My imagination ran rampant; my enthusiasm was so keen the first day that I nearly took time out at Tallahassee to write you. Oh for the farm where a man is truly independent, and where he deals with fundamentals, where the changing seasons brings changed work, and a man is out of doors all the time. It is on the farm that a man can devote his life to his investment and see the improvement and growth from year to year. The orchard will soon be in maturity, now, the windbreak will really be a protection in a few years, the kids are growing up in an idealatmosphere--out in the open where the air is clean and pure, and under the discipline of their daily chores. Yes sir, on the farm a man could own a Piper cub and not have to worry about where to land it or where to keep it. I really don't know much about farming, I don't have enough money to get started, nor the propsects thereof, and possibly I wouldn't like it as well as I think. Certainly, not unless it was a good farm and things went reasonably well, but that is true of anything I might attempt. Anyway I enjoy thinking of such things and there is no doubt that I am a mid-westerner through and through. All this may be a bit distressing to mother, but it will strike a responsive chord in your heart I know. Must close now. It is about time for us to get out of this hostelry. Have ahunch that I will be pretty busy for the next 8 weeks or so. May not be able to write as often as usual, but will get off a postcard or note now and then. Bought another stamp for my car the other day. Automobiles are really a luxury these days. Yours, SB Much love to all and let me hear from you whenever you can get around to it. Things are going well, and I feel fine.