Nancy Lawson

Nancy Lawson
a picture from her early teaching days in San Franciso

Monday, November 2, 2015

August 11th 1977-in which Nancy receives an odd gift from Stewart and counts down the days to Divorce

Wrote long letters to Carol Carr and Noreen McGinley tonight.  Hadn't realized how much had happened in the last 6 years till I started trying to tell Noreen about it.  Finished reading Creasey's A Blast of Trumpets today and started Hebden's The Dark Side Of The Island, set in Scotland.  Also finished Hunger's Gently in the Highlands, also set in Scotland.  John Sandquist came over today and brought me a strange letter from Stewart, and an even stranger gift.  Stewart sent me a pair of left handed scissors!  Called Patty Baladez and asked her to take us to the grocery store tomorrow-we're almost out of milk.  Must defrost the refrigerator too-borrowed Dad's gadget for doing it in a hurry.  Pete took a bath today but no nap-John was here till almost time for his programs so after I fed him lunch, Pete got his pillow and "rested" while he watched "Lilias, Yoga and You", "Sesame Street", "Mr. Rogers Neighborhood", "Electric Company", and "Zoom".  Julie Warren came over tonight.  I got out Pete's finger paints, a ball of string, and some clean paper and they made string paintings.  Pete made a "rabbit" I enclosed in Carol Carr's letter then Julie and Pete played on the front lawn-tho Pete said Julie played mostly by herself..  She had Pete's little "dollies" and "Steve Austin" for a bionic family.  Which reminds me, Stewart said he was sending a thesis on Gene Coding Survival.  John said he phoned today to see if the scissors arrived and asked John if there were a Vietnamese Refugee program here, but didn't say why.  Cliff Looney told John he had started to advertise so it shouldn't be too much longer before the divorce goes through-maybe November.  Maria fried tomatoes and mushrooms along with our bacon and cheese omelet tonight.  Read Mousekins Winter and School for Sillies to Pete tonight.  He has a sore shoulder-walked into my cutting board.

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