Dear Al –
At last, after all these months, I finally found out why you didn’t answer my letter.
Well Al, I sat down one sunny day last spring, and wrote an eight-page letter just so some darn fool could turn over in a truck and mess up the letter so badly you couldn’t even read it. That’s life for you.
It seems as tho’ last spring you wrote to Mr. Hagan telling him of the opportunity for trained men down in Venezuela. In fact you were so convincing that I sat right down and wrote to see if you knew of anybody who could use me.
I don’t know if you know what I have been doing, so I will give you an idea. I was operating engineer at the Connecticut Gas Prod. Co, of So. Meriden, Conn. where we produced oxygen. This is, of course, all high-pressure compressors, etc. I was handling air comp’s up to three thousand #/__. I was also in charge of an old 4 cyl. 2 cycle Worthington. Boy did I have my hands full there? I would no more than get the breather valve fixed, when an old crack in the cylinder would open up and I would have to replace the cylinder. Get that running a few days when the fuel pumps would go on the lam. It was a lot of fun but a lot of headaches too.
I was offered more money by the Wallingford Ice Co. so I went to work for them. Here I had a 2 cycle 15″x20″ Fairbanks-Morse and a small 3 cyl, 4 cycle 9 1/4″ x 14″ Wolverine to play with. You must remember the engine, it was on the floor while we were at school. When the cold weather set in the job blew up so I am now with the Wallingford Steel Co., but I am most anxious to get back to diesels.
Now what I hoped for, Al, was that you might know of some outfit down there that could use a man around engines, or that you could tell me where I could write. I also wish that when you answer this, which I hope you do soon, you will give me some idea as to the cost of the trip down, and how much I will need to carry me over till I get located. You might also give me an idea as to what kind of clothes, and how much of the same I will need. I would also like to know what kind of country for a woman. I have an idea I should like to get married sometime this coming year. In other words Al, I would greatly appreciate any and all the advice you can give me.
Well I guess that sort of takes care of that end of things. Now for a little news. Since I am up in Wallingford, I don’t see many of the fellows or know what they are doing. You must remember Walt Budnick, don’t you? he up and got married a couple of weeks ago. He is still in the Bakery and I guess he will stay there. I guess you know that George Strom is still with Mr. Hagan. You know that Mr. Hagan bought a new house? Boy he sure has a beautiful home. Last week he bought a 1940 Ford. He still sticks to the V8’s. I understand that you fellows use quite a few of them down there. That must be tough country on any car. I finally got rid of my old Buick, and now I drive a ’34 Chev. I can’t say that I am any too fond of it either. It’s O.K. but it’s not the car that the Buick was.
Well this letter just seems to go on and on, but I think I had better bring it to a close.
I don’t think I will get a chance to write again before the holidays so I shall take this opportunity to wish you a very Merry Christmas and I do wish you all the luck in the world.
Please answer this soon as I am most anxious to hear from you.
Richard W. Huskes
218 No. Elm St.,
For the rest of the week, I will be posting a letter from Aunt Betty Duryee and her copy of “History of the Duryees”.