Seattle during the war. Connections between people show up everywhere, but WWII and Seattle fit neatly into my family history, just like it weighs into Lucy’s. Lucy talks about brothers coming through Seattle to and from various Navy vessels. One of my treasured possessions is a newspaper clipping about Louie coming through Seattle on his way to the Korean conflict. Seattle must have been the port of call for the northern tier of states.
The second part of Lucy’s letter that really triggers memories for me is the short sentence about a wisdom tooth.
Finally, she gets to some of the biggest news and decisions of her life.
We lived across the lake from Seattle in a town called Kirkland. The men had to cross the lake to get to work. I thought I wanted to work also but of course Ken said no “I don’t want you on one of those old boats. Men & women just jamed in them. So I stayed home. I did get a job in a restaurant and stayed until I saw the cook skimming the worms of the spaghetti pot.
We had never been away from home at Xmas time but this was going to be the exception. The Tibadeaus from Gardner lived nearby and they invited us to a typical French dinner. It was delicious. We played cards and made the best of it. I never did forget their kindness.
The places we lived in were cut out of a hillside with a road between the next rows of apts. There was a couple across the road from us from Tennessee. She chewed tobacco and could sit on her front porch + spit so far it landed on the road that ran by our place.
Norma + I made friends with several of the service mens wives.
I had a wisdom tooth that was imbedded and went to a dentist in Kirkland. His office was the size of a good sized toilet. It was frightening. However he pulled the tooth and I never felt it.
There is a beautiful waterfall called Snowqualme (?) Falls. We used to go up there just to rest + be quiet.
The surprise of the day was Berdell coming to see Pat when he shipped in to Seattle. They came over to our house + we decided to take them to see the falls. While we were driving an announcement came that the war was over. Was made. Guess how wonderful it was to have Pat with us, safe and sound. He had been on a troop carrier for about 2 years and Llewelyn was on an aircraft carrier for about the same length of time. We wanted to just go home. Before we left for home we decided I should have a baby – or rather I decided.