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A letter home from 1951

Oct 26, 2013 - 0 comments

To: Mr and Mrs -- ---
RFD 2   Box 1--
Pineville LA

From: Swampy's [ not yet ] Dad
4--- Nichols SW
Washington DC

Monday Nite
August 13 [ 1951 ]

Hi Maw, Hi Paw, Hi Younguns,

How're y'all?

Well, things is near normal around and about here. There don't seem to be much future in anything in particular so we just go along living from day to day and taking it as it comes.

I went swimming yesterday afternoon at an old rock quarry in Maryland. The water is beautiful, clear, and about 100 feet deep. There are really high rocks on all sides and you can dive from any height up to 70 feet or so. I nearly jerked my left arm off going off a 40 foot cliff. We had a swell time though.

We've been sorta looking around for a roomy apartment in the last few days. This room is beginning to drive us crazy. You can imagine putting a double bed, 2 dressers, a large desk, a sofa chair, a bookcase, and radiator in a 12' x 12' room. That leaves about a 2' aisle around the bed. If anyone is writing at the desk or the like, you have to crawl over the bed get to the other side of the room..

Life is really "tejous" for us that's got all the troubles of the world on our shoulders ------

Ya know, everything I eat at the local chinese restaurant I think of how Glo [ ed: his sister ] would just love all those onions and bell peppers all mixed up in a goulash!

So Mac's [ ed: his youngest brother, < 10 years old at this time ] riding his pretty new red bicycle all over the place now. Well, that's swell, bud.

Glad to head Stony [ ed: his oldest brother ] expects to see Audrey again soon.

Also glad to know that Pappy was feeling well as of August 2.

I asked last letter for the address of my most illustrious brother, Stonewall, but apparently you forgot. Try to remember next time.

Mentally, I feel like writing more but its getting near my bedtime so I had better pull up to a grinding, screeching, halt here.

Pap, I'm gona get you some more of that lettuce in the near future. It grows pretty well here but my garden is kinda small and the worms are bad too.

Well, everybody be sweet and keep your temper control down in the "cool" position. See you sometime -------

Bye,

Swampy's [ not yet ] Dad

Swampcritters get married!

Jul 17, 2013 - 1 comments

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A wedding photo, this was in August 1959. Swampy is amazed with the simplicity of weddings in times past.

Swampy's mom gave away her wedding dress a few months ago.


Swampy's mom self portrait

Jul 17, 2013 - 5 comments

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This is a 1992 self portrait she did. based on a picture of her as a child. The original picture hangs on her bedroom wall, but Swampy likes the self portrait -- its an excellent example of some of the last artwork she did.

Swampy's mom -- hours to live

Jun 30, 2013 - 9 comments

As you get older, little health problems become serious more quickly, and often, it seems, the way to detect serious things is through small changes.

Swampy's mom is in her mid 70s. She is quadriplegic from MS -- has had it since the Carter administration. She lives at home, cared for by 24/7 caregivers.

About 2 months ago, Swampy's mom mostly stopped eating. She told Swampy later that she didn't think that there was anything wrong, if you aren't hungry, maybe you just aren't hungry.

Last week, Swampy's mom started vomiting, and as the caregiver cleaned up the vomit, she noticed the smell of feces. She picked up the phone and called 911.

Swampy's mom had three infections -- a UTI, sepsis, and c-diff. She had respiration problems, and she had two intestinal blockages, this is why the vomit had feces.

Upon being admitted to the ICU, she was treated for the infections and a GI consult. The blockages were cleared, bowels were decompressed, and the c-diff, after a little longer than normal, cleared up.

There were a few problems that remained. Swampy's mom needed a critical care medication to raise her blood pressure. Her bowels were too slow to absorb nutrients. She had scurvy as well -- problems with nutrient absorption.

Swampy discussed the situation with his mother, and based on her wishes, had the blood pressure medication discontinued and transitioned to a hospice regimen.

Swampy's mom has hours to live. Her mouth is covered in bloody sores -- a product of malnutrition. She can't swallow or eat. She can choke out a syllable or two. She can have water from a swab.

Earlier today, Swampy said to her "Thank you for all you've done for me, thank you for being my mom." Swampy's mom looked up and him and said "Don't cry!"

Waiting.


Sadness.