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Stoughton Dec 18th 1931

Dear Doris,
We are having a warm spell of weather. the radio said rain but it is going by us this time I think
I am up stairs writing my letter. & Pa has just followed me up. He thinks he cant shave himself today his courage is at very low eff & then complains of his mouth being bad & shrinking up. he is a nervous wreck at best & awful complaining. I am thinking of going down this morning. after a few things. Maude wanted me to come & see the babies dress before she sent it off. so I will have to stopp