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Thread #2554   Message #1460568
Posted By: Q (Frank Staplin)
13-Apr-05 - 09:27 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: My Son in Americay
Subject: RE: Lyr Req: a mother's letter to her son in the usa
My Son in Americay" is in the DT, song ID 4163, not credited as noted above. File name "SONAMERK"
The song was not posted in a thread, either with 'c' or 'k'

Here is another, from the "Osgood Township Historical Society Newsletter." It could be the basis of another song.

A letter from Home- Dublin, Ireland to Ottawa, Canada

Dear Son:
Just a few lines to let you know I'm still alive. I'm writing this letter slowly because I know you can't read fast.
You won't know the house when you get home - we have moved.
About your father - he has a lovely new job. He has 500 men under him. He cuts the grass at the cemetery.
There was a washing machine at the new house when we moved in but it doesn't work too good. Last week I put in 14 shirts, pulled the chain, and I haven't seen the shirts since.
Your sister Mary had a baby this morning but I haven't found out if it's a boy or a girl, so I don't know if you're an aunt or an uncle.
Your uncle Patrick drowned last week in a vat of whisky in the Dublin Brewery. Some of his workmates tried to save him, but he fought them off bravely. They cremated him and it took three days to put out the fire.
I went to the doctor on Thursday and your father went with me. The doctor put a small tube in my mouth and told me not to talk for ten minutes. Your father offered to buy it from him.
It only rained twice this week, once for three days and once for four days. Monday was so windy, one of the chickens laid the same egg four times.
We had a letter from the undertaker. He said if the last payment on your grandmother's plot wasn't paid in seven days, up she comes.

Your loving mother
P. S. I was going to send you five pounds but I had already sealed the envelope.

Letter from Home