Waiting for baby! This little treasure is a letter my grandpa wrote to my grandma while she was in Calgary waiting for birth of their first child. My aunt wasn’t born until March 13, so my grandma had a bit of time waiting at this boarding place for her baby to come. I’m sure it was difficult on both of them (but extremely kind of my aunt to arrive just before calving started haha).

They must have been so excited. Hopefully I find another letter from after the baby was born!

Buster seems to have been the name of many of their dogs. My childhood companion on many of my adventures was their last Buster and I loved him dearly.

Jumping Pound

Mon, Feb 25th, 1935

Dear Edna

Here I am and it seems like old times writing you again. Only things are a little different eh.

I hope you are feeling fine and not so lonesome as I. Gee things sure are dull around here now. Talk about quietness. Even Buster’s lonesome every morning, he goes into your room to see if you are home and comes out again with a kind of a dejected inquiring look.

Annie went to the Old Timer’s in /Cochrane with Jack and Nan and the rest. Had a good time etc. the dance here for next Friday is to come off on Monday cause May Bowlen flirted with Frank Sibbald and got him to set the date to suit herself.

A social credit meeting is being held in the hall tomorrow night. I wish you were here and able to come. I don’t know who the speakers are.

The night I came home from town I got on my horse and rode to George’s with Archie so as to be able to ride to the Stoney Reserve next day. We left George’s at 7 o’clock in the morning and didn’t get home until 7 at night.

We went clear up to the Kananaskis where we went fishing two years ago and found one head of Sam’s cattle. It was running with some Indian cattle. There is a relief camp up there now making roads. I saw some nice little fir trees I’d like to bring home and transplant. Maybe next summer we can go up and get some.

Say, do you know what? Charlie has accepted my Dad’s offer on his place through Tom Cairns. The other fellows couldn’t collect enough cash. I don’t know whether Dad wants to close the deal or not. He is going up to see him tomorrow. Better keep this under your hat until things are official.

I have been riding all day – until half past three. Harold is feeding the cattle in Springbank.

How do you like your boarding place? I hope you are having a real holiday. I wish I went in on Sunday in a way as it seems so long till next Sunday unless “things” happen in the mean time.

I got the battery charged on the Delco again. I started to fix the chair and found one spring missing. Looked everywhere for it but “could no find” so I’ll look for one out of an old bed spring somewhere.

There is a letter from Jean and I am readdressing it to you so look for it too. I thought of opening it and phoning the news to you as I thought she might be possible going to Calgary during the weekend. But I hate opening letters for anybody.

Frank Sibbald just phoned and gee I was all aquiver as I thought it was a central ring. I sure with the suspense was over.

Well “sweetheart mine” I am plumb out of news so I guess I’ll have to quit anyway. I did pretty good for an old codger and here’s hoping you are fine.

From your old man

Percy