Little gems pop up from time to time in old correspondence. I didn't think that I had anything from our great-aunt Rose, but this was in my papers. Every year, Mother and Daddy received a hand painted Christmas card from her. You'll have to enlarge the letter part to really read it, but the information in it does corroborate a couple of things (or maybe three.) Great Aunt Elsie had died in November of 1971, and this note acts as a third source. Also, the information to Dad about how Aunt Elsie felt about him was important. After all, he had spent the ranch money on a new suit so that he could go to Penrose and marry Mother. All was not perfect, but what counted was that Elsie gave Dad a home and some warmth (and enough food to eat) during his later teen years.
(By the by, I checked on comments on both this Penrose Mornings and my Crystal Prisms blog, and it seems that Judy and Ann are the major followers of these blogs (me, too). Where are the rest of you? We miss you.)