This entry is some “slice-of-life” stuff that I’m going to informally title “Interlocking Pieces”.
It is two-fold – a photograph and excerpts of a letter from our father.
First, the photograph is of Peter and my father, Harold Frederick Duttweiler, at the airport in 12/67 when Peter was leaving for Vietnam. Please notice the ring on my father’s left hand. He wore it all of the time. Peter treasured it after our father died –and wore it for the rest of his life.
The second part of this entry contains excerpts from a letter I received from my father 10/15/71.
I would scan some of these old letters and send them as PDFs to Peter as he enjoyed receiving them..
Do you remember the ties men were wearing in the 70’s? They were broad and flashy. I was sewing in those days and found a pattern and some fabric to make some myself. I sent some up for Dad and Peter. I remember making Peter’s about three or four inches longer keeping in mind his 6’7” height. Here’s is my father’s response: “Thank you for the very fine pieces of handiwork; Peter and I will have to find some very special events for those ties!” He was probably thinking of a carnival because his taste was far more conservative than mine.
Dad goes on to report about the rest of the kids. Our mother had passed away two years previous.
“Tina is staying in Auburn this weekend.” She was attending college, I believe.
David had recently come to visit with his daughter Susan: "She walks and talks and is a real lively, alert and pretty girl and looks very much like David."
"Peter come home each night; he's working on his car outside right now."
"Johanne and Jim had us up for supper Thursday; very good vittles!”
I was three weeks away from the due date of my first baby – Lauren Jeannette – who years later, in response to Peter’s e-mail appeals for the woman he adored, donated a kidney to Eileen.
Dad ended his letter: “Good luck! The next announcement will be a report from you, Gail, right!”
Gail Duttweiler McVicker