Category Archives: Family matters

In which we discuss matters of the family.

How to quiet a cough

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I’ve been sick for nearly three weeks now, and let me tell you: It Is Getting Really Old. Obviously, I can’t tell you how to get rid of a cold. But I do have a few tips for making it slightly more bearable.

  1. The only time I drink hot tea is when I have a sore throat, and even the mug is half honey. So I figured I’d cut out the middle man and just take a spoonful of honey. It works wonders. It’s also much easier to get a sick 3-year-old to eat honey than take medicine. (I think I read about honey’s soothing powers on a “natural remedies” site. I’m positive I didn’t come up with it on my own.)
  2. If you’re coughing at night, rub Vicks VapoRub (or the generic equivalent) on your feet and put on some socks. Then go to bed. This tip was in an email forward. I tend to disregard those, but I happened to have a bad cough when I read this particular one. Which sounds crazy, I know. But it works.

Do any of you have a fool-proof method for kicking a cold? I could use it.

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"News is none here."

One of the things that strikes me the most about these letters is the distance over which they were sent. This one went over the mountain from one town to the next. Today, that’s about a half-hour drive.

June 3, 1942

Dear Daddy

I am over here working. Don’t know when I’ll be at home. But I guess it will pretty soon. Tell Lenis I said to be good till I come home and I will bring him something pretty.

If Mattie decides to go to Detroit tell her to write me first so I can come and see her before she goes.
Well news is none here. If any letters comes for me be sure and save them for me until I come.

I’ll try to be there sometime next week.

So by
Polly

"I have told you a thousand lies I guess."

The letters from my mom’s shoebox jump from 1918 to 1942. There was a good bit of migration from the Appalachian region to Detroit in the ’40s, and many of the remaining letters reflect that. This one has a dash of intrigue and a little romance, too. It’s one of my favorites.

Detroit, Mich
June 1, 1942

Dearest Mattie;

Will answer your letter I got Sat. It is the first chance I have had to answer it. I guess you have got the letter about Dixie Nell coming down there by now. I told her if she came back up here without you she was a goner. (Ha)

I would send this over where you stay but I don’t know where to send it. I guess you go home often though and you will get it anyway.

Dixie N is leaving here Sat., I guess you was glad to hear that. I was myself and I hope you are. I don’t know, but I just feel like sometimes that you won’t come or something like. I’m just crazy I guess. Well if nothing happens I’ll be seeing you about the 20th of this month. Boy I’ll bet you can’t get in the house under [illegible] and I gets through cooking and missing. We told Dixie we would get a blond to cook for us and boy does she blow up. You all had better hurry back or we might starve, you know we would before we get a blond, wouldn’t we? Maby we can make it if you all will hurry.

Say you are staying with Mack Tuck. Yes I know him. You live on the same street the hospital is on the lower side of the road, is that right? Maby it won’t be so hard to leave home now that you are already. They are lot of boys over there. I don’t know whether you are save over there or no? (Ha)

Mattie I love to hear you say I can trust you because I believe in you. I always have. I have told you a thousand lies I guess. You know it though. But not while I’m up here I haven’t told you a one. I had a few drinks Sat. is the first time. I’m not a sot like I usted to be Matter. I tell them I have to save my money to by baby …

[I think there must’ve been a page missing here]

… home [illegible] your myself if I had known it I could have left here Fri. night and got there the nixt night, but you can come with Dixie Nell and it will be all the same only I wish I could come with her.
Darling all I can tell you is that I’ll be waiting for you even forever, but I know you’ll be here. [illegible] that’s all there is to it. And please believe what I tell you. I quit lying long ago. I don’t lie, I guess lots of things to big sometimes, but I don’t guess when I talk to you.

Well I have to close now. Write to me everyday Mattie. I’ve just one letter in over a week. Please do.
Darling I love you and you and you

Your
[illegible, but my best guess is “Doug”]