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Dad’s adventures meeting the Edwardses in 1945 –
Thanksgiving. Note: he was working in Chicago at the AFSC office and Dorothy
was working there as a secretary.
From a letter to his
folks (11-29-45):
I had a
very nice and interesting Thanksgiving. One of the girls that work in the
office invited George and I out to her home for dinner. George had already
accepted an invitation but I snapped it up. They live out in one of the
suburbs, about 30 miles. Train runs about every hour. I was to get on one at
12:30 and arrive at 1:14. I asked a guy I know how to get to the Union Station
the easiest and quickest. He said take the “L” and you will go right by it. So
I did. But he forgot to tell me that I should change trains or I would not go
right by it. I missed my train and had to take the next one which got me out
there about 3:00. I would have called them and told them I wasn’t coming except
for the telephone strike. I figured they would be meeting the next couple of
trains looking for me so I’d better go. When I got there I found that they had
gone ahead and eaten but there was lots left and everything turned out fine.
From his journal:
11-23-45 Fri 7:05
Got up at 9:00 ate a pork chop and dashed off to catch a
train out to Hinsdale where the parents of Dorothy Edwards live, to a
Thanksgiving dinner. Missed the train & arrived late on the next train.
The Edwardses are very nice people. Mrs. E is a bit hecktic.
A little like Billie Burke. They are quite a pair. Dorothy seems a little
quieter at home, a bit overshadowed. I got a kick out of the whole deal. They
are swell people & must have a lot of sense somewhere, 2 boys that are
C.O.s (conscientious objectors). One
of them went to prison a while & is paroled now. Mr. E refused to buy bonds
& caused a nice little stink. Sout fella!
The bet part of this job is the people I meet.
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