would not suffer. They had given her an anesthetic and she only moaned
softly when they took her away - and didn't know about it. I begged Claude to let me go with him but he refused. He
wanted to be alone. He kissed dear
Mother goodbye (sick in her bed) and refused
to get on the heavy ambulance with only one horse. Then came the awful waiting
- I finished the story
Mother had been listening to (after ambulance)
but it was all about death. Finally
Father wanted to go to bed, so I went to my
room and took off my dress and shoes and put on a kimona
and lay down - and suffered - about half past ten - it must have been -
I heard Herbert Caring come down the steps
and rushed to the window and he said "Claude
telephones
Char and the boy are both alive and
prospects good - will phone in the morning!" It was likely a message from Heaven
and I rushed to Mother and heard her
breath a prayer of thanksgiving. Then came I time of reaction but
Dec. 16. Monday
later I must have fallen into a doze but suddenly was wide awake and in
the window. There stood my darling boy
looking up to me - so alone -and saying in oh, such a
pitiful voice "Char - Char is dead - may
12/15/07
would not suffer. They had given her an anesthetic and she only moaned
softly when they took her away - and didn't know about it. I begged Claude to let me go with him but he refused. He
wanted to be alone. He kissed dear
Mother goodbye (sick in her bed) and refused
to get on the heavy ambulance with only one horse. Then came the awful waiting
- I finished the story
Mother had been listening to (after ambulance)
but it was all about death. Finally
Father wanted to go to bed, so I went to my
room and took off my dress and shoes and put on a kimona
and lay down - and suffered - about half past ten - it must have been -
I heard Herbert Caring come down the steps
and rushed to the window and he said "Claude
telephones
Char and the boy are both alive and
prospects good - will phone in the morning!" It was likely a message from Heaven
and I rushed to Mother and heard her
breath a prayer of thanksgiving. Then came I time of reaction but
Dec. 16. Monday
later I must have fallen into a doze but suddenly was wide awake and in
the window. There stood my darling boy
looking up to me - so alone -and saying in oh, such a
pitiful voice "Char - Char is dead - may
12/15/07
would not suffer. They had given her an anesthetic and she only moaned
softly when they took her away - and didn't know about it. I begged Claude to let me go with him but he refused. He
wanted to be alone. He kissed dear
Mother goodbye (sick in her bed) and refused
to get on the heavy ambulance with only one horse. Then came the awful waiting
- I finished the story
Mother had been listening to (after ambulance)
but it was all about death. Finally
Father wanted to go to bed, so I went to my
room and took off my dress and shoes and put on a kimona
and lay down - and suffered - about half past ten - it must have been -
I heard Herbert Caring come down the steps
and rushed to the window and he said "Claude
telephones
Char and the boy are both alive and
prospects good - will phone in the morning!" It was likely a message from Heaven
and I rushed to Mother and heard her
breath a prayer of thanksgiving. Then came I time of reaction but
Dec. 16. Monday
later I must have fallen into a doze but suddenly was wide awake and in
the window. There stood my darling boy
looking up to me - so alone -and saying in oh, such a
pitiful voice "Char - Char is dead - may
