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by Irene Pfleger Wachdorf
NOTE this was written to her cousin, Hilda Grimm Diver Forney
Ed = her husband, Edward Wachdorf Sr
Leo & Ruth Kelly, neighbors
Larry = her son
Harry & Justina = her son & daughter-in-law
Dolores = her daughter
Emmet = Emmet Diver, Hilda's husband who eventually died of complications from diabetes
Lawndale--Apr 30 --64
As usual I'm sorry but I promised myself I wouldn't send your birthday card (in fact I have 2 of them) until I would sit down and write a letter to send with it. I feel so depressed sometimes that if I wrote a letter at that time you would wish I hadn't.
It seems as though the older I'm getting the worse I feel about being so far away from everyone. No matter how wonderful our neighbors are it's not like having someone of your own family around. Since Ed hurt his back he hasn't been able to do a thing, twice I think he went out for about an hour and pulled weeds, so along with my regular work I try to help out on that too and of course Leo comes over and helps out too. I don't want Ruth to come over and help me no matter whether I feel bad or not as I just can't obligate myself to her anymore. You know how it is.
So I get up at 5 A.M. every morning, get Larry's breakfast and then go to 6:30 Mass--then when I get home around 7:30 I eat my breakfast and get busy. I still have to rest several times a day and of course that makes the day that much shorter and I can't accomplish as much as I would like to , in fact I always ask God to help me so I won't have to rest in between time because now it's time to do some house cleaning and I can't get much done when I have to take time out to rest.
Larry doesn't have much time to do anything around the house or yard either because he often goes back to work after supper and doesn't get home until about 1 or 2 o'clock. He makes up all their golfing and bowling tournaments too and that really takes up a lot of his time.
Well darlings how are you both, glad to hear Emmet's legs are improving (am going to send you some Lourdes holy water). I'm thinking of you both all the time and feel real bad to think I kept you waiting so long to hear from me but honestly Hilda when I think of all the letters I should write I just about get sick. I hope you will forgive me for my negligence but I just can't help it. If it weren't for you and Harry + Justina--oh yes Dolores does pretty good too in writing--I think I would just sit here and brood my life away in loneliness.
The only place I ever go is to church and to the store shopping. Larry asks to take us to the show or ball games and has taken us to see the ice capades several times--but you just can't drag Ed out. He just won't go anywhere. The last time Ruth asked us over for dinner (Easter) he wouldn't even go there and they asked and begged us so often that finally Larry + I went and she sent Ed's dinner over here--so you see how it is with me.
How much I wish you lived out here. I could at least enjoy a pinochle game once in a while, so far as our kids are concerned I don't have much hope that any one of them will ever get to Calif to live.
Well Hilda now that I've got some of my troubles off my chest I at least feel a little better and I hope I will soon be able to snap out of this morbid mood that I have been in for a long time--so hoping to hear from you soon your letters always cheer me up I will say toodle oo + God Bless you both and as Harry always says and God love you too as we sure do,
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