From Adelle Hawkins
Handsaw, Texas
Dear Son,
I am writing this letter slow because I know you can’t read fast.
We don’t live where we did when you left home. I read in the paper that most accidents happen within twenty miles from home, so we moved. I won’t be able to send the new address though, because the family who lived here before took the house letters with them so they wouldn’t have to change their address.
This place is nicer than the old place. There is a washing machine but I don’t know how to work it yet. I put some clothes in it and pulled the chain and haven’t seen the clothes since.
The weather isn’t so bad here. It only rained twice last week, the first time for three days and the second time for four days.
About the coat you wanted me to send you, Uncle Stanley said it would be too heavy to send in the mail with the buttons on, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets.
John locked his keys in the car yesterday. We were really worried because it took him two hours to get me and your sister out. Your sister had a baby this morning, but haven’t found out what it is yet, so I don’t know if you are an aunt or an uncle. They say the baby looks just like your brother.
Uncle Ted fell in a whiskey vat last week. Some men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off and then he drowned. We had him cremated and he burned for several days.
Three of your old friends went off a bridge in a pickup truck. Ralph was driving. He rolled down a window and swam to safety. Your other two friends were in the back, but they drowned because they couldn’t get the tailgate down.
There isn’t much more news just now. Not much has happened.
Love, Mom
PS: I meant to send you $20 in this letter but I forgot and now I’ve already fastened up the envelope.
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