When school started in September, Linda and Charlie were once more on the same schedule, both catching the bus for high school. Charlie had an additional bit of pressure from his piano lessons, because he was planning on sitting a Royal Conservatory of Music exam in the winter.
At the N.R.C. Cec was happy to welcome the Dr. and Mrs. Morino from Japan who had both come to spend a year in the Lab. They were very kind to the children and shared aspects of their culture with us. Cyn kept the charming ‘Thank You’ notes they sent after social events, and pasted the kanji that I assume were their names into the scrapbook. Dear Dr. & Mrs. Costain, Just a short note to thank you for giving us such a nice party. Everything about it was wonderful. Sincerely, Yonezo & Yoshi.
Linda had an Origami book with papers included but had not been able to figure out the tenth piece, the iconic Japanese crane. I remember sitting on a lab stool being coached by Mrs Morino- “now the outside becomes the inside”- as she showed me finally how to achieve the 3D effect that had eluded me. It remained with me, as I whiled away the tedium of Grade 13 Biology 4 years later by folding cranes and penguins and stars under the lab bench.
Also of note to the N.R.C. was when Dr. Steacie, the President of the N.R.C. from 1952 until his death in 1962 who had introduced the Postdoctorate Fellowship program, was honoured by Carleton University that fall when their new Chemistry building was named after him. The Herzbergs and N.R.C. staff were happy with this recognition.
The entries for ‘Presents Sent’ and ‘Received’ and ‘Cards Sent’ for 1965 in Cyn’s ancient Agenda Book are the last lists. The records of Christmas from 1932 to 1965 filled a years’ worth of pages, and the actual 1965 gifts give a picture of the time- Cec got a Harry Belafonte record and fondue forks from the family, Cyn a projector for those slides, and both children got English Annuals from their Grannie this time- which they enjoyed, but now are very much of that time- not PC at all, in fact, offensive in many ways. Linda got more books, of course, including the next hardback in the Little House series she was collecting, and Charlie a Gloucester High School sweater. And with the Christmas cards received, the Costains got the usual adorable photos of their friends’ growing families.
The Moors- now with both older cousins married, reduced to Auntie Merle, Uncle Dix, and Bruce- came up from Brantford for the occasion, and probably Lorne, Liz, and Debbie were also in Ottawa, staying with Liz’s family in Rockcliffe. John and Sharon out west had another reason for staying at home besides Christmas being a clergyman’s busy season- they were expecting their first child in February. There was a lot of planning going on for 1966 that Christmas- the summer would bring celebrations for Granny and Grandpa Costain’s Golden Wedding Anniversary, and the whole family would try to get all four generations together in Ottawa!
September was a busy month. Cec left for Tokyo on August 31st, Labour Day was the following Monday, and the children started school the next day, Charlie in Grade 6, Linda in Grade 7 with Mr Lumsden, her first male teacher.
Cyn must have been working with her fellow Guild members on their fashion show, which was the following week- having arranged the clothes with the shops that were lending them, they needed to fit them to the ‘models’ and rehearse them on the raised catwalk that couldn’t have been built until after that Sunday’s service (the Church Hall being a multi-purpose structure that could host an audience with the altar area curtained off.)
Linda was one of the girls wearing ‘Back To School’ outfits- throughout the 60s in my experience, girls were not allowed to wear trousers to school- and later in the show, Winter Wear, with a jacket I remember as being a very strange colour- a deep purple, most unusual in those days, which I think they paired with pumpkin coloured pants, which would never have been my choice!.
Later Cyn got nice pictures of me doing this, but the newspaper clipping shows the adults and youngest model, and with 300 people attending, the Ladies Guild probably regarded this as a successful fundraiser. Unlike Cyn’s Cookery Demonstrations, however, the fashion show was not repeated.
Meanwhile Cec, having enjoyed the “soothing comfort” and “personal attention” of a flight over the Pacific (which led him to swear he would never do it again until he could travel First Class with room for his legs), was welcomed in Tokyo with his colleagues, especially Dr. Herzberg his boss, to the International Symposium on Molecular Structure and Spectroscopy with a photo op.
Papers and presentations followed but their hosts also arranged many sightseeing opportunities which Cec enjoyed.
One of the things Cec did in Tokyo was to buy Charlie a telescope and arrange to have it shipped to Ottawa. He bought a Japanese doll with 6 different wigs for Linda’s international doll collection, and pearl earrings for Cyn.
In mid-September Cec moved on to India for a month, to fulfill his commitments there. He visited Mumbai, New Delhi, and Varanasi, visiting former N.R.C. Fellows and meeting other scientists. At home, post cards arrived!
A quick overview of the rest of 1958. School, in spite of an amazing 40 absences in March and April because of our West Indian trip, apparently went well for both of us, and come the summer, both of us successfully advanced to the next year. However, Charlie, with his birthday in December, was the youngest in his Kindergarten class and so the school decided, at the end of his Kindergarten year, that he should go into the non-accelerated class of Grade 1. Our parents spent the summer brain-washing him into accepting the fact that he would not have Linda’s admired teacher, Mrs Rueter, but would have the teacher our babysitter’s boy, Johnny Lockwood, had had. So we went happily off to school in September 1958, and at the end of the first week, Charlie came home in tears- they were going to move him into the accelerated class! The brain-washing had to be reversed, Charlie was integrated into Mrs Rueter’s Grade 1 and everyone was fine with it- except Mrs Lockwood who was miffed!
The church had grown both in adult congregation and Sunday School. Although still housed in the school, there were dreams of building a Hall or a Church, and various organizations had been formed. The Ladies Guild would meet in the fall, and hear a talk on Fancy Cooking by Mrs. Cecil Costain!
On the relatives front, there was news on both sides of the family. Little Mona, of the unsuitable (and unknown) job, was married in May, with her brother’s bride of the year before as one of her attendants, and no doubt wedding presents from Cyn and Carol.
On the Costain side, Carman and Leona Costain in Cambridge not only had a son, David, but also Carman succeeded in bettering his performance in hockey! I’m sure his work, too, was going well.
In the summer, the Moors- Dix, Cec’s eldest sister Merle, and their family- came through Ottawa, and the cousins finally met. John and Lorne were teenagers and Bruce was 8, a year older than Linda. The adults enjoyed their visit, met up with the Atchisons- the other sister Lea and family- and at some point (perhaps this summer, maybe in the next couple of years) the Moors moved from Port Arthur to Brantford in southern Ontario, which was much more possible to visit! We adored the Big Boys and got on beautifully with Bruce (not always true of interactions with Darryl Atchison, also 8, whom we saw 4 or 5 times a year.) The older boys were very kind to the younger cousins and we all enjoyed being a big family.
Cec went to the Spectroscopy Conference in Columbus in the summer and in August Linda had her 7th birthday with a slide as the big shared present in the summer. Charlie turned 6 just before Christmas. Both continued to do well in school, in spite of Charlie being in hospital in the fall- since neither of us know why, it can’t have been that serious.
In England, there was more serious news among Cyn’s friends. Amy Stainthorpe, who was wont to make acid comments to Cyn and Carol if letters were delayed, died in Newcastle, and Dr. Stainthorpe- Charlie’s godfather who had given Cyn away at her wedding, with Ruth as her bridesmaid- and his daughter Ruth Haynes would have received sad letters from both Cyn and Carol. Another death in Newcastle left no one to write to: little Stephen Mitchell was left without family when his grandmother Mrs. Scott died. His mother Irene – a dear friend of Cyn and Carol’s- and a year or two later his father, had died when he was a toddler- and his grandmother had been bringing him up, but their friends were horrified to hear that after her death the little boy of 6 had been sent to Australia as an orphan. Cyn, Dottie, and Nan had all moved away from Newcastle by this time, and no doubt heard of this after the event, but all worried about the fate of the boy. I am assuming this happened sometime in 1958 because Cyn’s Christmas parcel list, which had mentioned sending Stephen a ‘Frontier Set’ in December 1957, did not list him for 1958.
Nan’s move from Newcastle to Cheshire was recorded in Cyn’s scrapbook with a change-of-address card, and a picture of Sandy, whom I assume had successfully advanced to Grammar School in their new location.
The year ended with a happy Christmas for the Costains, with Dr. & Mrs. Herzberg and their adult children Agnes and Paul, coming for Christmas dinner.
The National Research Council where Cec worked had permanent staff members: Dr Herzberg, the head of the Physics Division, with Alec Douglas, Boris Stoicheff, Don Ramsay, Cec and others; and also Fellows who came from all over the world for 2 years and then usually returned to jobs at home. This meant that an unspoken part of the staffers job was being helpful to the newcomers and making sure their families were getting on well.
For Cyn and Cec, that meant entertaining, and once the summer holidays were over, they held an evening for their friends (possibly wanting Carol to enjoy the people she’d been reading about in Cyn’s letters for the past 4 years, as well as the outfit- Cyn’s skirt was her gift!)
Cec’s camera came out, showing drinks and hors d’oeuvres,
friends and Carol dressed up,
ladies smoking elegantly,
physicists chatting happily,
and the children in pyjamas insisting on saying goodnight as part of the entertainment.
As Cyn and Cec prepared for their visitors in the summer by buying a dining table and chairs and writing letters about the arrangements to Carol in St. Vincent, they heard from family in the west, where Cec’s sister Merle and her husband Dix planned to come to Toronto, visiting Uncle Milton and Aunt Lily, returning Lea and Daryl who had been staying with them to Ottawa, and meeting Linda and Charlie for the first time. It was going to be a summer full of visitors!
However, ordinary family life went on, celebrations over Mother’s Day in May, and Cec’s attendance at the Spectroscopy Conference in Columbus, Ohio in June, which was, as it had been the previous year, the week of his birthday on June 16th.
The Spectroscopy Section had their photograph taken on the steps of the N.R.C. on Sussex Drive, with Dr. Herzberg in the front row wearing glasses, and Cec the tallest in the back row left.
A year ago in January I started posting these letters, a thing I had long been meaning to do, with the feeling that I had better get on with it or I would run out of time! 2020 was an unusual year, even- especially?- for those of us isolated on a small island, but working daily on this project gave me something to do, and, I hope, entertained some of you reading. I have covered over half a century this past cyear, starting with the nineteenth century roots of Carol’s family, her stories and schooling, and then following her daughter Cynthia through her letters from the age of 14 to the war, travel, marriage, and immigration. Now I have come to the 50s which are described in much greater detail (and a concentration on babies) with perhaps much less action.
2021’s letters will focus on my parents’ daily life in the Ottawa of the 1950s, bringing up 2 small children and interacting with friends and relations. Some of the mundane details interested me- the furnace that had to be stoked daily with coke in the Ottawa winter: $200.00, as compared to the cost of a beef heart from the butcher: 25¢! But of equal interest, I think, is the personality of the writer, Cyn, as revealed by these letters to her mother- her humour, her self-awareness, her closeness to her mother, her happiness in the life she was living, and What a Good Mother she was! (I may be biased.) This 18 page epic is an entertaining start to what we all hope will be a happier year in our present, and readers of this blog are invited to follow the Costains through their (spoiler alert- happy!) life as my brother and I grow.
31 Acacia Ave.
Tuesday. 14th April.
Here I am beginning that long letter I promised- it better not be too long or goodness knows when you would get it. As it is, I hope it won’t be too late for your birthday as it brings many many happy returns from all of us & lots of love and best wishes. I am sorry that my parcel isn’t even on its way let alone in time for your birthday but time seems to mean nothing to me just now & I get so little chance to shop.
I am sitting in solitary state in the breakfast nook in the kitchen as poor Cec has gone to bed with a horrid cold. He was getting it on Sunday when the Herzbergs came to tea & yesterday it was awful – all in his head & violent sneezes etc. so he stayed at home & slept most of the day. Today he got up & went to work, but when he got home he looked awful & just picked at his supper & he felt as if he had a temperature, so he went to bed straight afterwords & I hope a good night’s rest will make him feel better. It is such a shame as he has kept fairly well all winter, but this is a regular snorter. Lindy has had a cough for about 2 weeks now, but it doesn’t seem to get any better or any worse. This in-between weather is awkward – some days it is so hot & you let the furnace right down & the next day it is cold & wet & miserable. We have had some nice spring weather, but of course it is very changeable as yet. The grass is looking a bit green now, & there are buds on the trees, but so far spring hasn’t really burst upon us! We still have our nice park at the back- cross our fingers! – although there have been various men measuring around out there. We hear it is all sold now, but no definite news. The Grahams are to move at the end of this month, but as far as we know they haven’t got another house. They have looked at several around here apparently, but the last we heard they hadn’t bought or rented anything yet. I saw Mr. Labelle (our landlord) in there one day last week with his wife & three boys I think- one little fellow about Linda’s age – I wonder what it will be like when they move in. The Hughes, our other neighbors, have been in Florida for about the last 2 months I think- who wouldn’t sell washing machines!!
Since I wrote you last on Saturday nothing much has happened except Cec’s cold! He & Jim were a bit disappointed in the tennis on Sat. evening – not nearly as good as the games we saw in Ann Arbour with G. Gussie & Pauline Betts as well as the men. I got up on Sunday morning & went to 8 o’clock service at St. Margaret’s, & there were very few there, but Mr. Stuart took the service & was just the same as ever. I have always meant to tell you of the visit we had from the Rector of St. Bartholemew – that is the little church on McKay Street (opposite the Governor General’s residence) which you went to once. It was about noon on the 2nd day Charlie was in hospital that he came to see us, & he told us he’d seen Charlie’s name on the C. of E. list in the hospital. I don’t know if you remember seeing him in church, but he has a long pale, rather miserable face & was very difficult to talk to, but I thought it was nice of him to call & it was the first time any clergyman had taken any notice of us in Ottawa. Cec was home, so we talked a little while then the rectory said he must go & something about seeing us again, so I said oh yes – & that when Charlie came home we’d be wanting to have him christened, whereupon he began telling us about what to do if Charlie was going to die. Cec & I were so taken aback, because we were worried enough without instructions about getting the Dr. or a nurse to christen him if there was no time to call a clergyman. I suppose the man thought he was doing his duty, but it was most tactless to say the least, & as soon as he’d gone Cec & I decided that we weren’t going to ask him to christen Charlie. We will ask Mr. Stuart to christen Charlie, as he did Lindy I think & we thought we’d have it done after Easter now that the weather is better, but we have this other operation hanging over us & also we are a bit stuck for godparents! I said to Cec that calling him Charlie the obvious thing was to ask Amy & Charlie, but after our “words” before we left England I didn’t know if to or not, but Cec thinks they would be hurt if we didn’t ask them, & that as Amy has sent him a present anyway it won’t be like asking for more. I think what I’ll do is write to Amy & suggest it, but say that if she feels a grandchild & a godchild in the same year is too much to let me know & I’ll quite understand. For the other godfather we thought of Boris- of whom you’ve heard us talk. He is a bachelor & both Cec & I like him very much – also he is extremely clever & all set to be a brilliant scientist Cec thinks, so if Charlie is following in daddy’s footsteps a godparent like that might be nice! One thing is, we have no idea of Boris’ religion – he is of Jugo-Slavian extraction, but Cec doesn’t think he’s a Catholic, so we don’t know – anyway we may ask him & see what he says. It is difficult to find a man for a godfather-over here so many people are Methodists etc. who know nothing about god-parents. Talking of Boris, I am sorry you didn’t meet him – he isn’t very big & looks rather like Napoleon (only thinner!) but he is as easy & natural as can be & full of humour. Cec says he is quite irrepressible & “kids” Dr. Herzberg in a way no one else would dare, but Boris is so good humoured that no one minds. He has just been appointed to the “staff” at N.R.C. (only Alec Douglas, Cec & Don Ramsay on it before) & we are all so glad, as the “Fellows” are only here for 2 years & it is a shame to have nice people always leaving. Ruth & Keith, & Angie & Paul both leave this year – the latter has gotten very good job in California – Keith is still looking around. We had invited Angie & Paul to dinner tonight, but yesterday when Cec’s cold was so bad I phoned & postponed it to Thursday. I plan to make a chicken loaf which I saw in Mary Moores column in the paper – if it is good would you like the recipe? It sounds & should make the chicken go a long way! It’s a hot dish by the way, but she gave the recipe for a cold chicken loaf too if you want it. For dessert I’m going to have fruit cup as Paul doesn’t care for sweet things much & I’ve got a fresh pineapple, so that won’t be much trouble. Another recipe I wondered if you would like was the cheese slices I made for the Hallowe’en party- way back. They are served hot, but are easy & quite a nice change- Mrs. Herzberg loved them! Dr. H went for the chocolate mousse & orange cream!! He is a vegetarian, so I was careful to have a few non-meaty things like the cheese slices & he thoroughly enjoyed himself!!
On Sunday, by the way, our tea party went off quite well. I had egg sandwiches & cream cheese & tomato sandwiches & fruit cake & little angel cakes with whipped cream. I made Margie a fruit cake too, by the way, & then went to the pictures with her & forgot all about them & they sat on the kitchen table all night, so hers will probably be as dry as a bone! Linda was very shy of the Herzbergs – she is going through a very shy stage just now & is even a little tearful with strangers sometimes, but by the end of the visit she was all right & she behaved very nicely. They were most amused at her asking for “Tea now” after she had her juice! Charlie was awake when they came so we showed him off & he grinned & cooed & was on his best behaviour too. I had him dressed in the little white cotton rompers I got for Lindy (when I got the little navy skirt & white top- remember?) & Jean’s little green double-breasted jacket & he looked sweet & very manly! We weighed him on Saturday & he was 13 lbs. 2 oz. so he is gaining well – everyone says how big he is now & he is so friendly. He has quite a pink little fat face with his little pointy chin & his eyes are blue & his hair is a lighter brown than Lindy’s. Hers is just the colour of Cec’s now, but Charlie’s is getting fair. Lindy has been very pale during the winter, but I hope she’ll get rosy now she’s going out more. Her eyes are really lovely- long, long dark lashes & the iris of her eye is so:
& is most fascinating! She still sucks her fist when she is tired & it is making her top teeth crooked, but Dr. Billings says we can’t do anything about it at this age & when she begins playing with other children she will probably stop. Charlie, by the way, is such a little going concern & kicks so hard, that he makes holes in the toes of all his socks!! His knees got quite hard & scruffy too, but Cec & I have decided that may be a little eczema as he has a few little rough patches on his face. Everyone says he looks very like Cec, which I find difficult to see as he has such a broad little face or rather triangular where Cec’s is long, but I certainly think he has his nose- Lindy I’m not sure about- it may be like mine!!
Charlie has done very nicely for presents lately – Mrs Herzberg brought him a sweet pair of yellow cotton rompers with little white embroidered edging – wasn’t it nice of her? Margie gave him blue corduroy overalls, Lee a little brown suit, Dottie little red woollen trousers, Connie & Leonard a little hot water bottle, & Phyl Douglas rubber pants – what with all of those & Lindy’s cast offs he’s pretty well set up.
Everyone keeps asking how Lindy gets on with the baby & really she is sweet with him & I don’t think resents or feels jealous of him at all. Of course there are times when he is fussy & she is tired & she gets a bit annoyed that we are paying too much attention to him, but she seems to mind Cec’s bothering on with Charlie more than me- I suppose she is used to seeing me feed him etc. She loves to kiss him & always asks for “Charlie – baby brother” when she wakes up. Now that he grabs & holds things she will stand by the pram & let him hold her hand & she is great at giving him his rattle- & then taking it away again!
Once or twice she has tried pulling his hair or giving him a “bam” but it is in a purely experimental way – no malice behind it!- & she is amazed & worried when he cries! When he does cry she immediately wants to “la-la Charlie”! The routine is for me to sit with Lindy on my knee & I sing while Linda rocks the pram – we have quite a repertoire of songs “Lula-lula bye” “Charlie is my Darling” “Baa-baa black sheep” “Bobby Shafto” being the favourites! She is beginning to pretend that her dollies do the things Charlie does & when I am making the beds she puts Tommy (the sleepy boy doll Cec got her at Christmas) & Susie (the little one her Granny Costain sent her) to bed in Charlie’s little car bed which is up in our bedroom. She then announces “Tommy B.M. Mummy help change pants” & I have to pretend to change his pants etc. as I do with Charlie! Then Susie has a burp & we have to pat her back & then they’ll be sleeping & we have to ssh! & talk quietly & we have a very busy time!
As you can imagine, the “busy time” is right! Like to know what we do? 6 a.m. Feed Charlie- 15mins. – 30 mins. 7:15 Up & get Lindy up. 7:30 Get Dan up. Make breakfast for the men. Make sandwiches for Cec’s lunch. 8:15 Make Lindy’s & my breakfast. I have her little table beside the nook in the kitchen & she & I eat there – Cec & Dan & I never managed to eat at the same time anyway & I find it nicer to get theirs over with first & eat mine in peace. Lindy has 2 little glasses of milk, an egg, 1/4 slice bread & butter & sometimes fruit. Once in a while she has bacon & cornflakes & the egg for lunch. When we first come down she has a glass of juice- orange or apple or tomato. 8:30 Bye-bye Daddy- bye-bye Dan. 8:45 Stack dishes in the sink & go upstairs. Make all the beds, clean the wash basin etc. 10 o’clock Feed Charlie. Dress him & put him in the pram at the front door if it’s a nice day. He doesn’t like being outside much! However, he usually sleeps for an hour or so. I tried putting Linda out on a rope, but she gets so bored alone & fusses & cries for me & keeps Charlie awake, so I’ve more or less abandoned it & take her out in the afternoon instead. If I do put her out I get no work done with trotting to see how they’re getting on! If it isn’t nice weather, Charlie sleeps in the dining room with the windows open & the door shut. Cec has opened that other door into the kitchen from the passage, so we keep Charlie in the dining room & can shut him off entirely which is nice. 10:30 Juice for Lindy – coffee for Mummy! 10:45 Washing every other day- cleaning bedrooms & sitting rooms every other day. 12:0 Lunch for Linda. I wash the dishes as she eats. 12:30 Lindy to bed. 12:45 My lunch. 1:0 Formula to make & bottles to sterilize. 1:30 Charlie’s bath. 2:0 Charlie’s Feed. 2:30 Usually washing to hang out or cleaning to finish or baking to do. 3:0 Lindy wakes up. Dress her & give her juice & I have tea. Then all put coats on & take Charlie out. We sometimes go to the store or just a walk up the hill or out at the back & swing Lindy or play with the ball. 4:30 – 5 Back home. Cook the dinner. 5:30 Daddy comes home. 6.0 Charlie fed. Lindy’s bath. 6:30 – 7:0 Dinner. Then Lindy to bed. Clean up- wash dishes – collapse! That’s not taking into account the times Charlie cries & has to be “la-la”-ed; or when Linda only sleeps 1/2 hour instead of 2 1/2; or when the kitchen floor has to be scrubbed; or someone is coming to dinner & I have to get it all ready beforehand- busy, did I say?!! There’s ironing too of course, but I usually do that in the evening, as my time during the day is so interrupted. I am doing Cec’s shirts again now as the laundry was just ruining them, but I have been having diaper service all this time – however I think I will stop at the end of this week- the $2.00 a week is beginning to mount up & now Linda uses none, there aren’t terribly many. Claire, the cleaning woman, has been ill off & on,- has been here about 4 or 5 times altogether I think. At the moment she’s in hospital, but she is good when she comes & is getting the floors to look very nice. Phyl Douglas now tells me that she won’t be back till the end of May- woe is me!
Friday 24th April.
Well, this is a long time later, isn’t it? But as I told you in my A.M. since I began this we have all had colds & felt pretty lousy. They are the most virulent type- Cec was saying yesterday that he had felt well for the first time since he got his & although it is a week since poor little Lindy got hers she is still eating hardly anything & has a cold & cough. Mine is all in my head & makes me feel very heavy & listless & headachy, but thank goodness today my nose has stopped dripping! Yesterday I felt pretty miserable so I went to bed about 9 o’clock. Cec had met Les Haywood at NRC (remember he lives at Chalk River & his wife Joyce was at Margie’s when I got German measles?) & and he was in Ottawa for the day on business. Cec said if he was staying the night we could give him a bed & he was very grateful, so Cec & I got the one in the little room ready & I retired to bed & I didn’t meet Les until he appeared for breakfast this morning! He didn’t look at all as I expected him to, of course.
Angie & Paul came to dinner last Thurs. as I told you & we had a very pleasant evening. The chicken loaf was quite nice, but I wasn’t very thrilled! They said it was nice though. On Sat. evening we had Jim & Lee over with Lee’s sister Johnny & her friend Cass. Johnny & Cass are both nurses & work in Los Angeles. They have left their jobs – drove over here to Ottawa – are leaving their car with Jim & Lee & sail for Liverpool this week. They have ordered an English car which is waiting for them at L’pool & they drive to London – then take it to Rotterdam – drive through Holland, Switzerland, Austria, Italy, France & then back to tour England – about 3 months in all! Then sell the car – fly back here – drive back to California & get new jobs!! Isn’t that all exciting?! They miss the Coronation in England, but will see the decorations etc. so will see something. I was so interested in meeting Lee’s sister & was quite surprised- she is a little older than Lee I think & is a much quieter, gentler person than I expected. Her friend, Cass, is the talkative, vivacious one & Johnny kind of sits back. I was so disappointed as I had invited Rudolph (Swiss) & Chris (Danish) to come for the evening & meet the girls, so that they could talk about their trip a bit, but Rudolph’s landlady gave a bachelor party that evening & so they couldn’t come. Jim & Lee are very thrilled to have the car to use while the girls are away, as their old one is just on its last legs.
And now what do you think! We are going to have a visitor for the summer! Carman has got a job for the summer months at D.R.B. (where Pete Forsyth works) so is coming to stay with us. We are so pleased & I think it will be such fun having him – he is very like Cec in many ways & I think we will all have a good time together. He is 21 this month & is taking his final exams for his degree at the moment, then in Sept. he will go back to University to begin studying for his M.A.- he seems to be just about following in Cec’s footsteps- interested in the same work & so on. The place he will be working here is way out the other side of town, so he will have quite a trip each day, but Cec thinks he may be able to get a lift, so it may not be so bad. He’s probably coming early next month, but we don’t know the exact date yet – in his letter he made us laugh – he was telling us he’d given up smoking & then said “so I now have only one vice left & she is much too nice to give up”!!
We will put him in the little room that was yours. Les slept on the “couch-bed” last night & said it was very comfy, so I hope Carman will survive! Unopened out it is quite narrow for a single bed, but it will open into about a 3/4 size double bed, so if he finds it too small we can open it – although it then nearly fills the room! We had planned to get a little chest of drawers for Charlie so will get it now & put it in there for Carman to use in the meanwhile. How we wish we could turn out our dear friend Dan & let Carman have his room!! However, we decided that we really do need his money at the moment as we don’t want Carman to give us anything, but to save his money for his next year’s fees. Cec feels that he would like to do at least that to help Carman as he himself got such a lot of help with his Veteran’s money & scholarships etc. & it is such a long, hard grind to get a Ph.D. & I think that it would be nice for us to do what we can too.
Re: Dan- he is still an absolute pain in the neck!! We would love to get rid of him, but with his working practically in Cec’s lap all day it would cause a lot of unpleasantness if we did & certainly we couldn’t take anyone else. He pays his rent regularly anyway, & it does help a bit- I was very amused at you & Nellie B. calculating whether I would make a profit on his breakfasts or not – you used W.I. prices as far as I could make out – anyway you figured eggs & bacon much dearer than they are here & it did make it look as if I was going to lose on the deal, but I don’t think I do – in fact, I know I don’t! You’ll be glad to hear that Cec & he only get one egg each day except on Sundays!! However Linda now has one of course, but I still just get $25.00 a week housekeeping & that includes Charlie’s milk & he has cereal, veg & fruit too now & Lindy still has baby tinned fruits although otherwise she has the same as us. I also paid the $2 a week for diaper service out of that & any cleaning, but when Claire came & I paid her $5.00 at a time I had to get extra for that. Of course now & then when we entertain a lot or I get behind I have to have extra you know, but on the whole I still manage on what I got when you were here. Dan’s $10.00 a month for breakfasts is my pocket money & I also get $5.00 for Charlie (Family Allowance from the Gov’t – so far they haven’t given us Lindy’s- still fussing about her being a U.S. citizen!) So I buy oddments for the children & birthday presents etc. out of that. Our finances on the whole are doing pretty well considering the expenses we have paid lately. During the last 4 months we have paid about $300.00 in doctor, dentist & hospital bills – & of course Cec’s insurance paid practically all Charlie’s hospital & most of his operation expenses as well as the major part of the maternity bill, so you can imagine what a fix we would have been in if we hadn’t had the insurance. We still owe some money to Cec’s Life Insurance Co.- we borrowed from them in the Fall & paid off all we owed on the washing machine, furniture etc. as the rates on those were so high 15% or more- whereas the insurance company only charges us about 2% on the loan & we can pay it back when we like. Our other big expense this winter has been coke of course- a bit over $200.00, but we soon won’t need the furnace anymore. Cec’s Dad sold the ring for us in Saskatoon, so our bank balance is quite nice & healthy, but with Charlie’s other operation hanging over us we want to keep it like that, so that we can meet the expenses when they come. We had thought too, that it might be nice if we could get away to a lake for perhaps a week this summer for a little holiday. It would be fun to get Lindy used to the water & would be a nice change for us all, but again we don’t want to decide until Charlie has got his op. over. We mentioned a holiday to Lee & Jim & we all thought it might be nice to go together & Lindy would love to be with Barry I know. She talks all the time about him & Lee & Jim – she is always telling about her & Barry having dinner together at Barry’s little table & having a joke! This was the the last time we went over there to dinner & she & Barry giggled all through dinner together! Then she says “Lindy wee-weed Barry’s potty” very proudly, because we were so pleased that she did wee-wee in a strange potty!
To return to Dan after this big digression, he continues to be just as tactless and dumb as ever. For instance, on Sunday we all had breakfast late & Lindy was pretty sick in bed with her cold. Well, he went into the sitting room to drink his coffee & stayed there till after 3 in the afternoon. He lay back on the sofa with his feet up on the cushions & read & slept & smoked & just took possession of the place. I can go in there & begin cleaning the room & sweeping & mopping & he’ll just lift his feet so I can mop underneath! It never seems to dawn on him that we’d like the place to ourselves & it’s always when one or other of us is ill & we are worried or busy that he comes & plants himself down for the longest time. It can’t be that he wants company as we just clear out & leave him alone! I wish so much that I were like some people- Winnie for instance! – who could just bustle in & say brightly “Come on Dan, if you want to sleep, go & sleep in your own room!” or something like that, but both Cec & I get so wild at him now that we just say nothing for fear our dislike will show in our voices! He is better in the evening now which is one thing & hardly ever strolls in on us as he used to do.
The birthday party was TheEnd! He asked Cec & me one day whether he could have a small party the next week- it was his birthday. So, with slight misgivings we said all right, although I knew it would mean a bit extra work for me, but we felt we’d either have to say “no” which would be bit mean, or if we said “yes” we’d have to co-operate & help. So we told him he could have it in our sitting room (less noisy for the children than people going upstairs, anyway!) & I suggested that he should have snacks like cheese crisps, potato chips etc. & that I’d make coffee later on, but that I didn’t really have time to make sandwiches etc. So he said oh no, & was very grateful & said he do all the washing up. I shopped & got all the snacks for him (he paid me) & made cream cheese dip for the chips & put them all out- got out glasses etc. & made him a birthday cake as our “present”. I made a big white cake & iced it in pale blue with 26 white candles & silver balls spelling “Dan” in the middle. We had given him birthday cards at breakfast, & when he came in after work I showed him the cake & he was quite taken a back & so grateful it was embarrassing – “hadn’t had a birthday cake since he was about 3” etc.! I set the coffee & cake in the dining room for later & then Cec & I retired upstairs & left him to receive his guests & what do you think? He’d told them all that it was his birthday, so everyone felt they had to bring him something! Did you ever hear of anything so childish?! He had Alec & Phyl, & Boris, Rudolph & Chris from the Lab. & then a girl he dates sometimes & another couple he knew in Oxford (a French-Canadian who married an English girl there) were coming later. With us that made 11. Well – everything went smoothly – he’d bought whisky & we all drank highballs & chatted & were having quite a pleasant time. No one was drinking much you know-the drinks were long & anyway none of the fellows are hard drinkers – when suddenly (I was sitting by the fireplace) I noticed Dan ambling down the passage & up to the bathroom. He came back after while, & then off he went again. I had been waiting for this other couple to appear before making coffee, but when he came down again he came & said would I make it, so I went to the kitchen & put it on & then I took a good look at him & he was as drunk as a coot! Well! In the time it took for the coffee to perk he was up & down to the bathroom being sick & hanging over the kitchen sink with his girlfriend in attendance until everyone knew what was going on. The other couple arrived & he managed to bring them in & introduce them, then we went into the dining room for coffee. Cec lit the cake candles & Alec blew them out! We then sang “Happy Birthday” with the birthday boy being sick in the kitchen sink. He ambled in & managed to cut the cake & I served it & gave out coffee while he retired once more, so he never even had a bite of the beautiful cake. Afterwards we all went back to the sitting room & in a little while the girlfriend came for Cec & he took him upstairs & put him to bed. The guests then began to leave & we showed them out & everyone thanked us for a lovely evening! Cec had had enough to drink that he thought it was rather funny, but I was just mad at him. First of all, to do that when he was the host, then to do it in our house & last of all that an Englishman in front of Canadian, Swiss, Danes etc. had to make such a fool of himself! Then of course Cec & I had all the clearing up to do. Cec fed Charlie & I stacked dishes & glasses etc. & we finally got to bed about 2:30.
Well if the evening was embarrassing the next morning was worse! He was so ashamed & abased & looked so repulsive I couldn’t bear to look at him- he kept making inane remarks like “It was a bad show” etc. & Cec & I just didn’t reply. He offered to stay home from work & do the dishes but I wanted him out of the house, so I spent the day doing them & clearing up & boiling with rage! Can you credit anyone so stupid? Cec says that he just mustn’t be able to drink, but I think he probably took a swig of neat whisky each time he mixed drinks for people- it’s just the kind of fool thing he would do. Of course I phoned Phyl & we had a good gab about it, but Cec says no one at work has ever mentioned it!
Now to more pleasant subjects! Your last long letter was so nice – I enjoyed hearing about the garden – the fernery & the grapefruit trees etc. You & A. Moo certainly work hard in the garden, but it must be so nice for you to get such rewards for your labours after toiling for so long in poor soil & cold climates. That reminds me (gardens!) we have just heard that the Grahams have bought a house right over the other side of town off Carling Ave. (near Jim & Lee’s). They move at the end of this month & we can hear them cleaning & moving stuff around – wonder if we will be doing the same this time next year? Cec thinks so – Mr. L. mentioned relatives.
You mention in your letter about Tessa still not talking properly – well Lindy is correcting all those round-the-wrong-way words I told you about & really speaks very well now. Her word “Bagoo” for pillow which she always insisted on is even forgotten sometimes now & she says “pillow” very carefully! She can add the last word on each line of lots of nursery rhymes now, but she has to be in the mood for it or she won’t play! She loves to be read to- Dottie sent her “Peter Rabbit” & “Benjamin Bunny” by Beatrix Potter & she likes those best, but Cec got her “The Three Bears” the other day & she loves that too. It has “The Three Little Kittens who lost their Mittens” also & Lindy says “Ki’ns – lost their Mi’ns”! & shakes her head sadly! She has about a dozen books now & takes great care of them- I mend them as pages drop out with wear, but she hardly ever tears them & if she does it is an accident. We have a big illustrated book of birds from the Book Club & this is a big favourite- she can point out: flamingo, swan, cardinal, owl, crane, puffin, robin & lots of others & tell you their names. Clever, isn’t she?!! The little baskets are still great favourites, but rather battered! They are very brittle & she has accidentally squashed a few & they have broken. She dropped the “tiny wan’s” lid in her potty one day by accident & although Cec grabbed it out & washed it at once, the poor little thing just about disintegrated- powerful fluid! You were writing about Charlie and Linda’s comparative heights & weights – I don’t think those last measurements at the clinic were very accurate. I have to take him soon again & will let you know, but certainly now he looks a big boy. He arches his back & heaves himself up on his head & his heels & can travel quite a distance!
I am so glad that the little kitty is so sweet & that the old cat is fond of it. We would love to have one but are waiting till the children are older. Do you remember that cat the Earls had nearby? (It is in one of Lindy’s colour pictures.) Well, recently it has appeared- in the winter I hardly saw it – and it is just terrible! Emaciated, gaunt, mangy, limping- pathetic, but just horrid & I hate for it to get anywhere near Linda. I keep trying to chase it away when we are outside & wish to goodness they would do something about it.
You are asked in your letter whether I hear from my Father still. I think I have just had one letter this year – he didn’t mention anything about Charlie’s name. His letters are all about religion now mostly & I think he finds it tiresome to write. I’m afraid I haven’t written much but I haven’t written to anyone really. I have 2 little parcels packed to send to him now but haven’t been able to get out of the house for 2 weeks now, but will mail them at the weekend. I also have parcels already to mail to Anne & Ruth- late birthday! I sent Ruth a “Dr. Spock” & card at her birthday & told her I would send a present when I could get out shopping. I got both her & Anne waist petticoats – in crinkle cotton with a lacy frill round the bottom & thought as they were cotton they wouldn’t have to pay duty. Both Anne & Ruth sent me b. cards – no presents! – but I don’t mind. Did I tell you Dottie sent me a pair of panties & Nan a pretty black and gold necklace & a hankie? About Ruth’s baby, I wrote to Harrods Baby Dept. & asked them if they had play tables like Lindy’s. They wrote back “no” but I’ll ask Ruth what she’d like I think & send it from there.
I am most amused at you & Jean having apparently made up your mind that I am becoming Household Drudge No. 1. & beseeching me to a) buy new clothes b) take care of my skin & c) not letmyselfgo! I can’t imagine why you should think I would suddenly fall into a middle-age slump & as to a) I am buying one or two things, but we are still hard up & paying bills seems pretty important too. b) I never did even when I had lots of time so, believe me, I’m not finding time now & c) I can still get into my trousseau dresses, so after nearly 4 years & 2 babies I don’t think that’s bad.
All my shopping lately has been done from Eaton’s immense Catalogue & I have been having quite a lot of fun. My trips to town are so infrequent & I’m usually in a hurry & it’s crowded on a Sat. & I get things without being really satisfied with them. With Eaton’s, I pour over the catalogue & can decide exactly how much money I’ll spend & can make my mind up at leisure, then I just phone for the things & so far I’ve been very satisfied. I got Lindy a darling tiny pair of blue jeans! She looks so sweet in them – they have to have the legs folded up at the bottom, but they are so useful & handy for pulling up & down quickly – not like overalls. I also got her little white cotton panties, socks, a blue cotton T-shirt, a dear little green gabardine jacket with elastic around the waist & a zip front to wear outside to play in this kind of weather. It has a warm plaid lining & to wear with it I’m getting her another pair of little plaid trousers & white wool beret with a pom-pom!
Also from Eaton’s I got a very nice pair of sheets & some small terry hand towels for the kitchen & for me a pair of “farmerette overalls”! They are navy blue – rather like dungarees & Cec laughs at me in them & asks when I’m going to milk the cows, but they are very handy! I also got a little fine blue & white checked suit (in rayon). Do you remember one Lee had last summer? Well this is the same type- has a pressed-in-pleated skirt & a short bolero jacket with 3/4 sleeves & white collar & cuffs (piqué- detachable). I got the white nylon blouse for my birthday from Cec to wear with it. I’m going to get a nice cotton dress & maybe one or two house dresses later, but will wait till the weather is warmer & more inviting. All this month has been cold & wet – even snow- so miserable. It is the 30th today & I’m just finishing this off & we will take it to the post. Cec & I were just saying that this time last year we were busy moving in- now the Graham’s are moving out. Remember how the lily-of-the-valley was just coming out? Well this year, April has been so cold & dull, there are only a few little green spears sticking up & they are not nearly out. Lindy is just about better now- just a little cough & my cold is quite gone, so we are going to go to Mr. Dube’s P.O.- our first outing for ages! The sun is out but it is still quite chilly. Charlie & Lindy send great big hugs & XXXs with lots & lots of love from us all – Cyn
P.S. Your letter to Lindy with the ribbon & pussy bib came yesterday & Lindy sends lots of thank yous to Grannie. I must admit that she has commandeered the bib at the moment but Charlie doesn’t mind & usually just wears a Kleenex under his chin! I will wean Lindy away from it by the time he’s ready to wear it. Thank you so much – it is so cute. XXX from Cyn.