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Dear Son ( an Irish Mothers Letter )
Dear Son
Just a few lines to let you know that I am still alive. I am writing this letter very slowly because I know you don't read too fast.
You won't know the house when you come here... we moved.
Your father has a new job with several hundred people under him. He cuts the lawn at the cemetery.
Your sister finally had her baby this morning. I don't know if
it's a boy or a girl yet, so I don't know if you're an uncle or an aunt.
Your little brother came home from school yesterday crying. All
the boys at his school got new suits, but we can't afford to buy him one. Instead we're going to buy him a new hat and just let him look out the window.
Uncle Dick drowned last week in a vat of whiskey at the
distillery where he worked. Five men jumped in to try and save him, but he fought them off. They cremated his body and it burned
for five days.
The neighbors next door have started to keep pigs. We just got wind of it this morning.
Your father took me to the doctor's the other day. The doctor put
a small tube in my mouth and told me not to open it for ten minutes. Your father tried to buy it from him.
It only rained twice last week. Once for three days, then for four days. It was so windy that one of our chickens laid the same
egg four times.
Well son, I will say good-bye for now. Your father says good-bye too.
Your mother,
Mom
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