Volume 15 , Issue 8

NW Okie's Corner

As we rummage through old family letters of grandpa's from the 1937 era, we ran across the following. One from September, 1937, concerning a letter Grandpa wrote to his youngest son about his auto accident, and another written by our grandma to Uncle Bob.

1937 - McGill Family Letters

September 29, 1937 - Letter from Grandpa McGill postmarked September 30, 1937, 5:30p.m. to his youngest son, Bob McGill, at Kemper, Booneville, Missouri, reads as follows:

"Dear Bobolinkus," Grandpa begins by asking for Bob's humble pardon because of the time limit since he had last written concerning the car accident, and begins with the fourth paragraph as Grandpa writes, "Yes I came pretty close the other day. I went out to play tennis and the boys were not there right when I got there and I thought I would go home and get a broom to clean off the court. Well just as I got turned around and started North, just at day light, I looked one way and the other, and went on low, on to the pavement. This old boy hit me on the side I had turned to him. I soon turned the other side and he hit me there too, nearly, as he turned me clear around, but neither car turned over. He must have been right in that little draw, coming from the West, and he was coming too, for he slid his tires 21 steps and knocked me 13 steps and he went 5 steps further on. Now you can guess whether he was coming or not.

"It cut my arm all to pieces and busted a rib and hurt my right knee. I didn't know anything for a few seconds. Didn't hurt either of us much like it might have. If he had hit me 2 feet farther back he would have caved my car in and sure have got me.

"They wanted $325.00 at Joe Edwards to fix my car, but I saved quite a bit going to Enid. I traded in a gun on it at 45.00. That helped quite a bit, I will tell you. I don't know whether I can get anything out of the kid or not. He hasn't anything I think. I am to see him in the AM. Well its pretty lucky we both were. He had been drinking. I could smell it on his breath."

Oct. 3, 1937

This is a letter from Constance McGill postmarked October 3, 1937, Newton to Bob McGill at Kemper.

Page 2 - page-3 - Page 4 - Page 5.

Sunday, 2:30 p.m., Grandma writes to her youngest son, "Dear Baby Cadet Bob, Gene, helped G.Pa (J. R. Warwick) went to the ranch several days, killed all the doves I wanted and gave G.Pa some thrills shooting prairie dogs. 42 in so many shots."

Grandma mentions this about Grandpa's car that was being fixed over at Enid, "The Enid man drove Dads car over this a.m. but it was not accepted the brakes were not okay so back it went. He will never have the same feeling car. It is now made over."

Oct. 11, 1937

This letter from Constance McGill postmarked October 11, 1937, 1:00 p.m., Alva to Bob McGill at Kemper. READ page-2, page-3.

Grandma McGill begins her letter to her youngest son, "Dear Little Bob or should I say Robert Taylor as mother Strawn says." Grandma writes about the weather during October, 1937, "Awful nice rain the 8th of friday, 1-1/2 in. Just what we needed for wheat not any of mine out west has been sowed. The hoppers are bad, ate up G.Dad (J. R. Warwick) rye at the Benton Place. Howard Galbreth is expecting "blessed event." Mother Galbreth went to Savannah, Missouri. Has cancer, did not operate."

Grandma gives her youngest son some advice and writes, "I am expecting the 1st month report soon. Anxious to see the grades. Do hope your October is a success if you kids could keep together and get in a university you could pay your way. You want to be looking for every chance. Do you realize this is your great opportunity and it seldom knocks at our door more than once."

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