Setting off for Seattle: a pickup, a trailer, and a night in St. Paul

So they go and come and visit me every once in a while. I enjoy them so much. So now I will start after a little while I'll rest And then I'll start a story of my big trip That'll be the last story, I think It was a big trip to Seattle A friend of ours And his wife come To visit their mother and father and sister And I was a very close friend of their mothers I knew their father good too, but I was really friendly with their mother.

She died. God bless her son. And so this guy said her oldest son, he says, would you like to go to Seattle with us? That's where they lived. This Mrs. Griffin, Nikki, her name was, she inherited 15 acres of beautiful land up there about 15 miles from Seattle, and towards Mount Rainier, I think.

And so I says, I'd like to go, but I don't know how my husband will feel about it. But he didn't want me to go, really, but he says, if you insist, then go, go. So I went, and I'll tell you all about the little different things that happened to me on the way there, on the way back, and on the time I stayed there for a week.

I'll do that next time. That'll be my last story, I think.

Well, I went that about 4 o 'clock. I was all set and ready. I had my little purse ready and my suitcase, and they come and pick me up and on the way they were to St. Paul. And on the outskirts of St.

Paul was his his sister, her name is Maybelle. And so we stayed there, we visit a little while, and we stayed there overnight. We had supper there and breakfast. And that evening, before they, we went to bed, we all went to some kind of a big supermarket and she bought bacon and eggs and all kinds of things we need to make in a hurry when we were eaten, like in the trailer house.

And so then we went to bed, like I said. In the morning, she had nice breakfast ready for us before. She woke us up, so we had a nice rest in bed. And so then we went. And, of course, I was all eyes.

I had to look at everything lucky that they had room that this pickup day were driving. Mr. was driving, and she could drive. She drove for a little two, a few hours here and there. And so the three of us sat in the front, in the pickup, and the girls were lulling around and playing violin and float.

Then they played, and they read in the back of the truck. But nobody dared to ride in the trailer house because that's against the law, you heard. So just in the back of the truck. And they had a nice little cubby pool.