Janis, I just had to tell you about my little trip the other day. As you know I went over to see Gladys whom I went to school with before she dropped out. Well let me tell you, oh god, her house just stifled me and I was nearly nauseated.

Jan, you remember me telling you about how they cooked cabbage in the country? Well it was about four or four fifteen when I went in her house. Gladys was always a little on the stout side but as a young girl her bosom was extraordinaire. Now Gladys is just a fat old woman, a real slob. But oh yes, when I went in she was smiling and running here and there getting supper ready because she and Harry were going to bingo. I swear Jan, Gladys and Harry must go to bingo five or six times a week and she's always talking about how poor she is and how much stuff costs, and yet she can play bingo? Well when I went in there was this stifling smell and as it turned out, she was cooking cabbage. Gladys cooks cabbage by taking about a quarter or half pound of salt pork, puts it in the bottom of a pot and nearly burns it. Then she dumps in a large head of cabbage, quartered, some salt and pepper, and lets it cook for three to four hours. She cooks cabbage till it turns purple. Well Jan, the smell was something I could not stand and when I said this to Gladys, she laughed and said, Edna, you'll get used to it.

Well I got ready to leave and you know what? I had three bags of good clothes I was going to give her, but the were 14s and 16s, and I knew they would not fit. She asked me to give her have twenty dollars so she could do her bingo the way she always did. She said her welfare and relief check didn't come till Monday.

Jan, honey never go to visit Gladys, for when I got home, I took all of my clothes off and put them in the washer with extra bleach, just to get rid of that awful cabbage smell.

Guess I will see you at bowling on Monday?

Take care,

Edna