Showing posts with label 1939. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 1939. Show all posts
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Saturday, April 17, 2010
"The Golden West"
Kearney, Nebraska
Aug. 3, 1939.
From Mrs. Ruth Jensen
_____________________
Please try and send me a kodak picture of yourself. Or have one taken. I would like to show the nurse as well as have one of you taken out in the Golden West so to speak.
From Your Mother.
Thursday, April 15, 2010
50 Years Later...A Party!
This is to Certify that
Robert N. Johnson and Lottie L. Jensen
of Omaha and of Omaha
were by me united in
Marriage
on the 15th day of April
in the Year of our Lord 1939
at Council Bluff Iowa
R.R. Hildebrand, Minister
Marie C. Jensen
Albert M. Harris
And 50 years later, this arrived in the mail (beware of confetti)
In typical fashion, there were lists for food...
Because we wouldn't want to run out of food...
Or not have a list...
Or not have an assignment...
I thought everyone received printed invitations to Christmas with food assignments. Nope. Just our family.
After the lists came the party!
OK, first came the gift...
It was big...
And what happens after the hard work of swing delivery? CAKE!
50 Years...5 Children (one for each decade, but they were born closer together than that...)
RJC, Jacque Johnson Burkhalter, Mark Johnson, Jill Johnson Mattingly, Minne Johnson Isley
Lottie Jensen Johnson, Robert Johnson
The Final Report
Sunday, March 28, 2010
On the Corn King Limited
Sat nite
My dearest wife
It is nearly time to retire for the night. The club car is full and the radio is blaring "news bulletins". No one seesm to be paying much attention to the announcer's plear to "stand by for further developments." It's getting rather stable - an old story.
This is the first time I've even tried to write a letter on a rolling, jerking train - and with a pen that scratches and screeches. Really, my pet, I must be truly in love with you to battle such formidable odds just to write a letter.
I forgot to telegram you before leaving, to call Jean in case you are out of money. Don't believe you will, but if you do - call her. In case you haven't already guessed - the fine spot represents all we have to keep the wolf from the door - take care of it.
The car is not as full now. The lady who is trying to read this over my shoulder is talking vaguely of retiring. I suppose I should wish her pleasant dreams. So far she hasn't been able to read any of this letter. Should I ask her to censor it for me? Don't believe it would be a good idea. She might resent it. So you get your mail that's read by prying eyes? Isn't that thing but fool of me? I think so, too!
It's later, and we must get up at 6:00 tomorrow. We are going to have breakfast on the train. I'll be thinking of you, and "cussing" the chef if it isn't cooked the right way.
Good night, sweet. Take good care of your self, and remember - I still love you more every day.
Bob
Good morning!
Just checked in - Room 2508 - on the top floor. Way up here!
Had breakfast on the train after being jerked around all night. Slept well, tho!
No news - so will go down now and try to create some.
More later
Love Bob
Thursday, January 7, 2010
Wait For A Doctor (who never came)
Oh, Frank was not a doctor but a great minister! And a fabulous mud pie maker (or at least a good sport about it). Frank, oh how I miss you (along with many others)...
AB
Kearney, Nebraska
Sept. 1, 1939
Dear Marie –
This is Saturday afternoon and as I sit in the rocking chair I can’t help but think about that in a few days now I expect to see you in person. Last night I finished reading a book and even though it was a novel proved most interesting. So many incidents came to my mind that I could remember I had gone through and at times left me exhausted. Two of the patients in this ward before myself had read the book as well as the nurse I have. She said when I asked her about the book, “I was shocked. But there was so much truth in it written in a very romantic way.” Sometimes I hesitate to write plainly as I am afraid you will take the wrong attitude for instance like your father. Now I wish you and Betty could listen to me when it comes to taking important steps. We could share so many happy days, months and even years together in the future. It is indeed a deep subject and yet such a delicate one.
Think of the beautiful dream and the noble ideas we could share together. Friendships, respect affection a sense of things shared and passed over together. Oh I do hope you won’t fail me. I hope we are alike enough to understand each other which is marvelous. I hope we do not dwindle to the half reality of people known only in letters. I want you to have an interesting amusing life and look forward to it with utter sincerity when you read this. I hope your breath will be perfectly even your heart steady and your voice if you speak unemotional! Oh maybe this seems like an unsuitable day dream. But look forward to this day dream as reality in the future. Oh please try to see this in reality for my sake. And I hope under your brilliant mind you will think of security. And then think what a future before you that may take you and myself abroad some day. There where I have longed to go for so many years. In all I want you to swallow great drafts of water to work, and eat and sing and laugh. I want you to enjoy yourself as you have this summer among young people with good character. I want to tell you to be sensible for you have good roots and strong branches and you are going to bloom. You know your strength and your weakness and spend the next two years cultivating your strength. And here is hoping and would you want me to say pray for a happy ending?
I would want you to be conscious of this with the march of life around you. Try and think that the mind creates an idea and circumstances realize it. Believe that and you will live. It is not too late to laugh, sunshine is for all. Share it and be happy. And so life must come to a close with its brief struggle and brief joys. For death is a thing we all have to meet. I was so close to one who passed to the great beyond only such a short time ago. And then after you have had thrills and glamour there will always be time to look for – a level. A mature mind has philosophy and it interprets events or may I say wisdom. I repeat I want you to enjoy yourself as you have this summer among young people with good character. Please for my sake let Frank down by degrees won’t you? I would so much like to have you met some Dr. It will all come back to me how I would answer the telephone when I was employed at Dr. R’s. That was before the war but I did not then think about looking for a Dr. for myself. And so I am passing my hopes which I have on to you. That you will waite until you meet a Dr. whom I approve of. When you have thought this over write me about it. Don’t be on very good terms with Frank just a friend. I could go on and on writing volumes but to what aim would it lead if you yourself don’t use will power. This little flower carries a little sentiment when I went to the Dr.’s office for my examination I held it in my hand. When I doubt and need consolation read this letter. Write in return the lines you like the best and keep this letter.
So good-by. I am, as ever,
Your Mother.
Sept. 1, 1939
Dear Marie –
This is Saturday afternoon and as I sit in the rocking chair I can’t help but think about that in a few days now I expect to see you in person. Last night I finished reading a book and even though it was a novel proved most interesting. So many incidents came to my mind that I could remember I had gone through and at times left me exhausted. Two of the patients in this ward before myself had read the book as well as the nurse I have. She said when I asked her about the book, “I was shocked. But there was so much truth in it written in a very romantic way.” Sometimes I hesitate to write plainly as I am afraid you will take the wrong attitude for instance like your father. Now I wish you and Betty could listen to me when it comes to taking important steps. We could share so many happy days, months and even years together in the future. It is indeed a deep subject and yet such a delicate one.
Think of the beautiful dream and the noble ideas we could share together. Friendships, respect affection a sense of things shared and passed over together. Oh I do hope you won’t fail me. I hope we are alike enough to understand each other which is marvelous. I hope we do not dwindle to the half reality of people known only in letters. I want you to have an interesting amusing life and look forward to it with utter sincerity when you read this. I hope your breath will be perfectly even your heart steady and your voice if you speak unemotional! Oh maybe this seems like an unsuitable day dream. But look forward to this day dream as reality in the future. Oh please try to see this in reality for my sake. And I hope under your brilliant mind you will think of security. And then think what a future before you that may take you and myself abroad some day. There where I have longed to go for so many years. In all I want you to swallow great drafts of water to work, and eat and sing and laugh. I want you to enjoy yourself as you have this summer among young people with good character. I want to tell you to be sensible for you have good roots and strong branches and you are going to bloom. You know your strength and your weakness and spend the next two years cultivating your strength. And here is hoping and would you want me to say pray for a happy ending?
I would want you to be conscious of this with the march of life around you. Try and think that the mind creates an idea and circumstances realize it. Believe that and you will live. It is not too late to laugh, sunshine is for all. Share it and be happy. And so life must come to a close with its brief struggle and brief joys. For death is a thing we all have to meet. I was so close to one who passed to the great beyond only such a short time ago. And then after you have had thrills and glamour there will always be time to look for – a level. A mature mind has philosophy and it interprets events or may I say wisdom. I repeat I want you to enjoy yourself as you have this summer among young people with good character. Please for my sake let Frank down by degrees won’t you? I would so much like to have you met some Dr. It will all come back to me how I would answer the telephone when I was employed at Dr. R’s. That was before the war but I did not then think about looking for a Dr. for myself. And so I am passing my hopes which I have on to you. That you will waite until you meet a Dr. whom I approve of. When you have thought this over write me about it. Don’t be on very good terms with Frank just a friend. I could go on and on writing volumes but to what aim would it lead if you yourself don’t use will power. This little flower carries a little sentiment when I went to the Dr.’s office for my examination I held it in my hand. When I doubt and need consolation read this letter. Write in return the lines you like the best and keep this letter.
So good-by. I am, as ever,
Your Mother.
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