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Pa is beginning to get crazy, he wont even turn on the radio to listen to the news flashes. he is walking the house & muttering he is through but wants me to turn it on to listen in. his head has begun to hum & he is unnatural. after all he made out a fairly good supper after saying more for him, but he is just so obstinate, every meal he spoils for anyone else. he dosnt know he is hateful as the devil. I suppose this life will continue 'till something takes place to end it, he certainly does not enjoy living, but like Jack Wayland, he is scart [[scared]] to death to think he is going to die, & I am afraid that I cant, for it would certainly be prefferable to a life like this much longer. This letter I am writing the day before to save his interrupting me. I am glad the babies dresses fit but at the rate she is growing they may be out grown by spring. I am sorry Mrs Cutting cant enjoy eating. something must be wrong. half of my enjoyment is in eating. I hope you are all well & no more colds. I am out all times in the day & I am not likely to have any unless some one comes here to give me theirs & you know thats out of the question, company is scarce these days, Talbot has not been here for tweeks now, but Jim came Tuesday he says he dont believe Miles will ever walk again his other leg has given out & he goes in a wheelchair Ma