Dear Son, Just a line to let you know I'm still alive. I'm writing the letter slowly because I know you can't read fast. You won't know the house when you come home, because we have moved. It was a lot of trouble moving. The hardest part was the bed. The man wouldn't let us take it in the taxi. It wouldn't have been so bad if your father hadn't been in it at the time. About your father, he has a wonderful new job with 500 people working under him: he cuts the grass at the cemetry. Our new neighbor started raising pigs--we got wind of it this morning. I got my appendix out and a dishwasher put in. There was a washing machine in the new house, but it isn't working too well. Last week I put two shirts in it, pulled the chain, and I haven't seen the shirts since. Your sister got herself engaged to that fellow she's been going out with. He gave her a beautiful ring, it has three stones missing. Your other sister, Mary, had a baby this morning. I haven't heard if its a boy or a girl, so I can't tell you if you are an aunt or an uncle. Your little brother came home from school the other day crying. All the boys at school have new suits. We can't afford to buy him one, se we will buy him a new hat and let him stand at the window. Uncle Dick was drowned last week in a vat of whiskey at Dublin Works. Four of his workmates dove in to save him, but he fought them off bravely. We cremated the body, and it took three days to put out the fire. Kate is now working at a factory in Birmingham. She's been there for six weeks. I am sending her some clean underwear as she says shes been in the same shift since she got there. Your father didn't have too much to drink at Christmas. I put a bottle of castor oil in his pint of scotch, and it kept him going to new year. I went to the doctor thursday, and your father went with me. The doctor put a small glass tube in my mouth and said to keep it shut for ten minutes. Your father offered to buy it from him. It rained only twice last week--first four days, and then three. On Monday it was so windy that one of our chickens laid the same egg four times. We had a letter from the undertaker. He said if the last installement on your grandmother wasn't paid--up she comes. Your loving mother, P.S. I was going to send you 10 dollars, but I already sealed the envelope.
(From the "Rest" of RHF)