Elena 
Saturday, August 30, 1958
My Dearest Dears:
I am getting disturbed and not a little. I have written you about 7 or 8 times and from the sound of your letter, you are not getting them. I have sent out mail that I thought was important and each time wrote a letter to you. This one is going out registered, return receipt, but where have the others gone! I even sent you the title on the Dodge, I suppose that too has gone the way of the other letters. Do you suppose someone is picking up your mail and not giving it to you? I’m about to burst a blood vessel.
I am returning your check. As I told you in one of my letters, we would call it square if you would sign the title on the Dodge over to me. What kind of parents do you think you have that we should make you pay the postage, or any of the incidentals. I thought you knew that we loved you and Pete.
We have been having rather nice weather, but got a real good soaker this morning. We have a field of clover down, but Dad said he didn’t care as it wasn’t very good any way, and tht field needs feeding. He is getting the head ready for the chopper and they will soon start on the silage (corn). Incidentally clover hay spoils very rapidly, is why I said that Dad didn’t care.
Please tell us all about your job. I wonder if you have written more than two letters to us, because two is all we have received from you since we received the picture cards. Poor Pete and you too, cause $244 is nothing to sneeze at these days. I hope in some way you will be able to get at least some of that money.
Our telephone is out right now, we had a terrible electrical storm this morning and your Dad heard the thing pink during one of the lightening flashes, probably knocked it out someplace. Then too maybe there is still a rain-drop on the line somewhere, remember. ha ha
Maryrose, I am so worried about those letters. Calvin wrote too. Did you get a large brown envelop with some letters and things in it? I sent all these things by Air Mail, have you heard of any planes going down? Surely not all the planes carrying my letters would be the ones to go down.
I mailed your Wedding Album on Wednesday of this week, also a box with all your trinkets. I’ll send the rhythm books out on Tuesday, Monday being a legal holiday. The books upstairs I’ll send out later, as I take it they are not as important as the music books.
I was in to see Dr. Schwartz on Thursday. he asked if I had heard from you, and I told him I had received one letter, and he said, “don’t you stop writing to her; you write to her a couple times a week, because there is no sickness like homesickness.” I told him I had been writing at least two letters a week, but it sounds as tho you were not getting them. He suggested that perhaps you would get all of them at once. I wonder and hope so.
I am enclosing a letter from East Lansing and the card that came from Ruth.
If this letter gets thru, please inquire about the rest of the letters we sent to you will you?
By the way, when are you moving into the apartment? Can you hurry and let me know, I know you can’t for these music books, but let us know when the address changes.
I must close and try to get to the Post Office and get this off. I wonder if mail will move over the holiday.
You are always in my prayers, the both of you. Give Peter a big hug and a smackeroo from all of us, of course accept as best as possible a big hug and a kiss from us’uns to you’ns.
May the Good God keep you always well and happy.
Lovingly,
Mother
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