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UNFOLDING YEARS, 121 Naoma, Hoyt Hammer's wife, had expressed a wish for Emma's desk and some other things, and I had also decided to give her our Haviland china tea set. On the 1st of October she and Hoyt arrived in their car and remained for a few days. Naoma helped me to pack several boxes with bedding, table linen, silver and other articles, for relatives in Michigan and Iowa. Friends with cars had made several trips to the Home with me, taking clothing and small articles. On Sunday afternoon, Hoyt and Naoma took me over with another load and had an opportunity to see my future residence. They left the following Tuesday, their car well packed with some of my choicest belongings . On Thursday, October 7 1948, the moving van arrived to transfer the furniture I was taking with me. A friend with a car was standing to take me; and Mrs. Neff was going along to help me get settled. The neighbors watched my departure with silent misgivings and one dear old lady shed tears. I walked out of the home where I had lived thirty long, happy years, dry-eyed intent only on the matter in hand that day. In less than a month the house was sold and occupied. Thus I had burned all my bridges behind me and was fairly launched on a new adventure. I am sure the Managers of the Home were appalled at the amount of furniture I brought with me but it was not all for myself. By previous arrangement some pieces went to friends living there, and my glider found a resting place on the third floor porch. When I had everything located in my room it seemed rather crowded but I felt I needed it all. It was really a part of my old home transplanted into the new. There was my own rug on the floor, my own bed, my old fashioned bureau, my desk, Talking Book machine, radio, typewriter, and three of my favorite chairs. How could I spare any of them? A large closet held my cedar chest, clothing and many other articles including a supply of dishes. Gradually I gave away many things for which I found I had no use.
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UNFOLDING YEARS, 121 Naoma, Hoyt Hammer's wife, had expressed a wish for Emma's desk and some other things, and I had also decided to give her our Haviland china tea set. On the 1st of October she and Hoyt arrived in their car and remained for a few days. Naoma helped me to pack several boxes with bedding, table linen, silver and other articles, for relatives in Michigan and Iowa. Friends with cars had made several trips to the Home with me, taking clothing and small articles. On Sunday afternoon, Hoyt and Naoma took me over with another load and had an opportunity to see my future residence. They left the following Tuesday, their car well packed with some of my choicest belongings . On Thursday, October 7 1948, the moving van arrived to transfer the furniture I was taking with me. A friend with a car was standing to take me; and Mrs. Neff was going along to help me get settled. The neighbors watched my departure with silent misgivings and one dear old lady shed tears. I walked out of the home where I had lived thirty long, happy years, dry-eyed intent only on the matter in hand that day. In less than a month the house was sold and occupied. Thus I had burned all my bridges behind me and was fairly launched on a new adventure. I am sure the Managers of the Home were appalled at the amount of furniture I brought with me but it was not all for myself. By previous arrangement some pieces went to friends living there, and my glider found a resting place on the third floor porch. When I had everything located in my room it seemed rather crowded but I felt I needed it all. It was really a part of my old home transplanted into the new. There was my own rug on the floor, my own bed, my old fashioned bureau, my desk, Talking Book machine, radio, typewriter, and three of my favorite chairs. How could I spare any of them? A large closet held my cedar chest, clothing and many other articles including a supply of dishes. Gradually I gave away many things for which I found I had no use.
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