Farmington1, Pa.,
April 7, 1924
Dear Cousins:
This is Monday morning, -- rather cool for this time of year, but we
are looking for pleasant weather now.
We are usually well. I am rather lame, as usual, but am in hope of being better soon if the Lord is willing.
I am out of practice writing letters, but I hope to succeed with this one. I know it is getting time for it to be in New York2, also it is getting time for us Cousins to be preparing for the next Cousins Dinner. With what pleasure we all look forward for the time to come. when we can all meet our Cousins and second Cousins3. It will not be long before we older ones will be gone, and then the next generation will take our places, and I hope will carry it on as long as there is a Cousin left to take on the work4.
No doubt you will be disappointed in not getting our pictures, but no more so than I am. We have not been able to get any yet, but hope to have some, some time this summer. We have worked and planned, but somehow have failed on the photographs. Do not give up, we will get in line if nothing happens more than I know of now.
I have not seen any of the Cousins this winter, only Mark and Sue. I have not seen Ann this winter, but she has her own family to look after, and that is enough for one woman to do.
I cannot get my thoughts together enough to write a very long letter, so will bring this to a close. I hope however that you will accept it, and look for a better one next time.
With lots of love to all, will say good-bye,
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