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Stoughton March 13th 1947
Dear Doris
Our nice spring days still continue around 80 degrees this morning & the ground is still bare we heard a big robin this morning giffing so it must be Spring is right around the corner. it was so mild yesterday that I didn't make up the fire in the little stone. she was going to choir rehearsal & I to bed, but it grew cold towards night & today is little cooler. this afternoon she has gone with Laura down to play cards, so I thought a letter would be the thing to take up my time. althoug [[[although]] theres not much to tell. I hope that cot bed reached you in time. I was the right one you sent for.
They said the funeral servis [[service]] for Dr Ewings was the biggest one that was ever held in Stoughton. they are going to still give aid to his immediate family which is very good of the towns people we think. I guess he was pretty good to people where he took. he never was the same to me after I went to Dr Brides with the diseased leg he doctored me for sciatica it never reached