Shucks! I thought I was posting this letter in the correct order. Actually the second page is the first page of the letter. Dad would sure get discouraged about farming. I was so homesick that first summer away from home in 1953 that, if Dwight and Velna hadn't still been in Laramie, I think I would have dried up and blown away. Fortunately, it got better in time, but home was always a wonderful, safe haven to me. We were aware of the financial struggles over the years, but it seemed like we always eked through.