Sunday, February 7, 2016

Monday, January 1, 1973


Jan 1, 1973
13119 Hermitage

Dear Family,

The new year of 1973 is starting out wet and rainy here in Texas — I woke a couple of times during the night to hear some thunder rumbling way off in the distance and to hear the rain on the roof, and the rain is continuing as the day gets started. Generally it’s sort of a light rain but there was a brief heavy shower as we were having breakfast. Jean & I went to bed well before midnight and more or less slept in the New Year, altho I dimly recall being awake about then and being surprised at the lack of noise and commotion outside which was usually the case in El Cerrito. Laurel was baby-sitting for the family behind us and I don’t know just when she got home — she’s still asleep as I write (about 10 oclock AM), I also don’t know when our other two daughters got to bed, altho Muriel was up and around about as so soon as we were.

The year seems to be starting on a sort of optimistic note, as judged from the news in the morning paper. Nixon has ordered a halt in the bombing and hopefully the new negotiations may lead to the long hoped for settlement. The oil workers’ union and the oil companies appear to be headed for an agreement which will avoid a strike and all the accompanying inconveniences. Mr. Shultz says the economic picture is good for the year ahead.

As far as our family here is concerned, we seem to be pretty well over the flu or colds which have been afflicting us for the last week or ten days, altho I still have sort of a stopped up nose today. Today of course is a holiday and I at least will be watching some of the football games; tomorrow it’s back to work at Shell after a week’s vacation and it won’t be too easy getting up at a quarter to six, after getting pretty accustomed to a considerably later rising time. Palma & Laurel start school again on Wednesday or Thursday of this week but Muriel won’t be going back to Austin till the middle of January.

Our Christmas was generally a happy one despite being far from the family contacts of all our previous Christmases as a family. Christmas Eve we spent at the Johnstons — two of their children were at home and Elsie’s mother was visiting with them also; before we went to their house for supper Palma & I went to a Christmas communion service at ~5 PM in the afternoon — sort of a candlelight service which was quite meaningful.

We had our Christmas presents on the morning of Christmas day and we all received many worthwhile gifts & happy surprises. In the afternoon the Johnstons stopped by for coffee & cookies as did also the Kruegers (I ride to work with him) and we also had a visit across the bayou fence with some Shell acquaintances in the neighborhood who had gone for a walk there. In the evening we went to an open house but didn’t stay too long as the girls were suffering from their respective colds and weren’t too interested in the company; my bout with the flu didn’t really start till the next day.

In between times during the rest of the week I did get a few jobs done when I felt like doing something. Friday we went to see a traveling art exhibit at the Houston art museum (part of the Norton Simon collection) which was pretty good. Saturday we had breakfast at Brennan’s (a delayed birthday gift to Muriel because Jean was in the hospital on her birthday last August) and we then went to ITC where I work and made free phone calls to Calif and other points. Yesterday was the usual Sunday, then we had the Guthries for lunch and a good visit. All for this time

With love, Carl

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