MaDear and Dad believed in keeping in contact with family. We did not have a telephone or a vehicle, but they found a way. Letter writing was a common way to communicate. The stamps cost about three cents. Sometimes, three cents was hard to get.
Poppa’s sister moved from Mississippi to New York City many years ago and settled in the Bronx. She was MaDear’s aunt and our great aunt. She was known as Aunt Nora. I never met her but felt like I knew her by reading her letters. She kept in contact with MaDear and the rest of the family by writing frequent letters. The letters were dated from the early to late 1950s. In one of her letters, she included a picture of herself. She appeared to be a tall thin stoic looking woman. MaDear kept an old footlocker that Dad used in WWII for her important papers and treasured items. This is where she kept Aunt Nora’s letters. Since I enjoyed reading, she let keep myself busy by reading her letters from a magically far a-way place.
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We may not know or meet all our relatives but at least we should know our family history. The letters from New York will always have a special place in my heart! Aunt Nora’s letters were invaluable to me and helped shape the type of life I wanted to live. I had something to look forward to!