Home Tuesday am
Dear Archie & Mable
Here it is another day. Nothing to do, but do nothing until
tonite, then I can rest all night again. Some life, huh! Was to see my Dr.
yesterday and was pretty discouraging. He told me I was a long, long way from
being over this. He said it would be a long time before I could even start to
get any exercise. This is sure hard to swallow.
It could be worse though. I could be on hospital. The other Dr there
told me I should have been confined to bed all this time. I talked real fast to
get out of that one.
I’m wandering about Uncle Jim Matheson, is he still alive?
Do you have his address, and do you have any pictures of him. I am going to try
to write a story about him and his rattle snake killing. Also maybe do one
about Him & Archie & I hunting coyote pups.
Archie, write me a letter and tell me all you remember about
where we hunted, also about the names of the pastures etc. What pasture was it
in that you got into rattle snake Den & left your shovel. Jim went back and
killed 6 or 8 & almost walked out & touched the one up in the crack in
rocks, only you stopped him twice.
Do you have any pictures that I could have to refresh my
memory.
I wish I had a lot of money, we would fly back there sometimes
& get another look at all of the country, plus take a few pictures.
I would like to try to write a short story on the time you,
Hanh Barth, & I went over south of Bartts to some big pasture & ahead that
35# coom Do you remember that. I can remember all the details but what pasture
it was in.
How about the time we went coon hunting at Fairpont &
got 2 coons out of one tree. Bill finally climbed up & shot them with
pistol. Pulled them out of hollow limb.
Then the time the dogs got the coon in the river at Packers
& climbed onto Queeni head & what a time we had killing it.
How about the time we went down to Nick Daws cornfield when
they were ruining his corn. We waited until we could hear them breaking the
ears down, then turned dogs loose & ran out into middle of field. One of
them hit Nick on leg, run right up his leg. (wow)
Then there was the night you & I were on ouch(?) by Daws
& we heard the coon scream (scribble – my hair). Could almost get goose
pimples yet about hearing that one.
Remember the night we caught 4 or 6 possums in the add dead
cow carcase. (we never ate anymre possium). That was the night you dropped your
flashlight in river.
How about old “Slew fort” the big coon we always chased, up
in parlor comfull (where the sand plimp were), but we never did catch him.
Think of all the catfish we used to catch over on the old
Saline River. In between swatting flies we caught some pretty good channel
cats. Took them home & put them in water tank & kept them quite a
while.
I don’t suppose I will ever forget the fall we caught all
the skinks & put them in Hogan’s barn left. Then when we had the skinning
party & skinned all of them. Dean & I was out one night in Pats pasture
just N. East of barn when I looked up & saw a skunk against skyline on top
of hill. Dean & I run up & caught it & put it in sack. Old Queen
sure looked silly when she came bawly upp on its trail & we had it already
in sack. The next one I picked up got me “right in the eye.” Man that sure was
potent.
Do you remember the time old “Gunboat” balked when we tried
to make him pull the model T, after you weckauld it, and you poured hylips over
his tail & I rode him all over pasture with the harness on and every time
he slowed down I paused a little more on. I don’t recall he ever balked again.
Another thing I will never forget was the time we were
cleaning out the feedway in barn & mouse ran up my overall leg. Man I sure
(?) & was dance for a while. He didn’t bite me but every time he crossed
over from one leg to the other one it “tickled,” we didn’t wear shorts in those
days, you know.
Then I recall another time we picked turkey at Phijen &
stuffed them full of bolts & nuts, got rid of a whole box of them.
I guess I could ramble on & on for days about those
things, seems like just yesterday. Archie you know we used to spend a lot of
time together in those days. I could set & visit with you now by the hour
about old times & all the things we used to enjoy together (you were my
dad), but when you cont hear so good I know it takes the joy out of it. But we
could write and then it wouldn’t matter whether you heard or not. We could
enjoy many hours of happy memories together this way.
Nothing would give Leorne & I greater pleasure than to
take a trip back to Kansas some time with you two. You have kept in touch with
things there while I haven’t. I really never cared too much about going back,
before, but now I would like to see the old places once more.
If I could lean to write I would like to see a few places
& do a few things yet. I believe I could lean to write. I have a very good
memory of places & things, since I have been older.
Well I will close, but please answer soon. It sure is lonesome.
I don’t see why I wasn’t rich then I could visit all of you while I can’t work.
Dr. says I couldn’t give it to anyone unless they drank
after me or eat of by me, or close contact. Cant kiss anybody goodbye, that’s
terrible.
Love,
Forrest & Family
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