I wrote a few things down that I wanted to pass along. I wrote them because I no longer have continuity between my brain & my tongue.
As most of you probably know, Bubbie's mother & my mother were sisters. A few years ago our mothers were both expecting at the same time. I don't know what they were expecting, but they got Bub & I. At the time they both kept it a secret from each other so they could surprise the other with a new baby. Well Bub wasn't good at keeping secrets so she spoiled their surprise by being born first. She was always first. Very competitive.
Not many of you can remember what a long hazardous trip it was from Kalamazoo to Muskegon, not unless you made the trip in a 1919 Ford. STOP at every gas station for oil & in between you stopped to patch a tire that went flat. When you got to Muskegon you didn't stay a couple of hours and go home, you stayed a couple of days. That was a tiring trip. On occasion my mother and I stayed a week. On one of those trips my fvorite cousin informed me thatwhen we left that they would have to fumigate. I thought that was an awful thing to say about my mother. I never could think of anything nasty enough to reply to that one.
One time Dot and I had company from Boston, Art Dupont and his wife Lilla. Dot worked with Art at a lithograph plant. The four of us got to be good friends so when they came out we introduced them to Lloyd,Bubbie,and Dot and George Kikonni. Someone suggested we all go to one of those dances in the woods up north. I think it was called, something kickers ball. George had a camper so we all went up in that. We parked it at a camp sight and went to the dance. When we got back to the camp sight it was in the middle of the night. Everything was quiet but us. The ladies claimed the camper but were generous with blankets so the men slept on the ground. Art and I each rolled up in a blanket about ten feet apart. Sometime during the night I woke up and there was a river flowing between Art and myself and we were in a torrential down-pour. We begged our way into the camper and all of us tried to sleep in there. About daybreak our camper neighbors got out all their pots and pans and serinaded us. I thought that was awfully nice of them.
I never did find out what our friends thought of Michigan nite-life but I'll bet it varied from what they were use to.
Well all I really wanted to say was that I love my little cousin and will miss her an awful lot.
All our Love Dot and Al##imported-begin##Dot & Al Schmuhl##imported-end##