Grandpa Harvey.

so while i was home last weekend for easter, which was beyond wonderful, my mother and i started going through a shoe box of letters that my grandma had saved over the years from my grandpa. we were organizing them by date in order to read them from beginning to end. for a while, i have been thinking about these letters, hoping they would prove useful for a senior seminar project. after we started reading through some of them, i got out my scanner and began making copies so that we could have them forever. they are that precious. i never knew my grandpa, but i would never have expected a farm boy in the 20's, growing up in a rural community, to express himself so. his handwriting is perfect and his grammar, a little lacking. they are a treasure. here is one excerpt from a letter dated January 6, 1924.

"Dot I'll never forget the day you and Luke (Dunn) walked past the bank in the direction of the Dunn residence (where my grandmother boarded while teaching in Nekoma). Little did I think at that time that there was a chance of me being lucky enough to win part of your love. Darling from that time on the image of you has never once left the brightest and most distinct part of my memory. For almost a year I worshiped you in silence and then one Sunday I ask you to go for a ride and then waited in suspense till you said yes. Dot I never told you all this before did I?"

i love the stories history reveals. being a history major, everyone always asks you your favorite war/event/etc. but i just like these stories i learn about the "good ole days" when life was simpler and all the stories that you hear. i am so looking forward to working my way further through these letters and to discover all the things i never had a chance to learn for myself during their lives.