Trumbull – Dear Lad (2) – Local News of Interest – February 25, 1940

This is the second half of a letter I began posting yesterday. 

Trumbull House - Blizzard of 1940 - Dave, Mack and Dick shoveling

Dave, Mack (the dog) and Dick after a BIG snow storm

There is now a new Willys dealer in Bridgeport, J. L. Carpenter, whom Ced called on a while ago. The salesman called on me the other day and after looking over my car told me the most he could allow on it was $190, which would about take care of the down payment on a new $690 deluxe model.

I have not been feeling so peppy lately, so I thought the wisest thing would be to see Dr. Laszlo. After giving me an examination and finding heart, lungs, kidney and blood pressure O.K., he asked me when I had had a vacation. I told him that was lost in the mists of years. I was thinking of this question when I was talking with Helen and Ted and the new stunt the Grace Line was putting on, of having tourists pay a down payment of $25 and the balance over a period of years in installments, came up, and Ted said the best idea in his mind was to get hold of the Journal of Commerce, where they were advertising tramp steamer trips to almost every place in the world. He said that the war had scared a lot of people off from making sea voyages and therefore one ought to be able to make some good bargains with some of these folks. If the stock market would show a little activity, I had thought of the possibility of scraping enough funds together to either buy a new car, take a trip to Caracas or getting Kurtz (The local grocery store where a large sum had accumulated due to Grandma Arla’s prolonged illness before she passed away in June of 1933) paid-up, but right now there does not seem to be so much activity on the New York Stock Exchange. It’s too bad SVOC hasn’t some oil tankers so that I could try to talk their New York office into making it possible for a fond father to visit his absent son.

In the field of local politics, Davis seems to be getting into more of a mess than even I did. The new police set up, as I wrote you, caused considerable fuss, resulting finally in a court action being sought to stop the town from putting the new police force into effect. This, the judge turned down. Now he is having considerable trouble with the Building Commission, the voters, under Sexton’s (Grandpa’s nemesis while he served as First Selectman in 1938-1939, leader of the Tax Payer’s Association with, perhaps, a personal axe to grind against local government) leadership, refusing to pay the Building Commissioner’s salary. The commission threatens to resign and Whelan, the Building Inspector, may quit also. How this mess will come out no one knows. I understand Sexton is to leave for a trip to Europe soon. Some folks have expressed the hope that if a German mine should get active during this period, it might not be entirely bad.

Mack is limping around on three legs again, having had one of his feet cut. I can’t quite understand how it happened because it is the top of his paw that is injured.

Charlie Kurtz tells me his wife is on a trip to California as she has not been feeling well lately and the doctor ordered a complete change and rest. Their Grandma is taking care of the children.

Biss - 1938

       Biss (Elizabeth) Guion Zabel

Elizabeth came in here all excited a while ago with the news that the baby has cut his first tooth. Instead of being in the front, however, as is normal, it is at the side.

Rusty said something about writing you a letter and if this materializes I shall enclose it with this. Your photos have not put in an appearance yet. I sent some pictures that Dan took with my last letter. He has some more that are not developed yet which I may have to send in a week or two. Well, I guess that’s about all I can think of at this writing.


In three weeks, when we return to 1940, Rusty’s letter will be the first one posted.

Tomorrow and Sunday, I will be sharing more of Ced’s Amazing Adventure in 1934. He had just turned 17 and left Trumbull, Connecticut to hitchhike to North Dakota and Wisconsin to meet his Mother’s Peabody family and to see the sites and various friends along the way. 

Judy Guion

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