Happiness is family

 Kay didn't want me to go today and that makes it hard about evening time.  If she was happy there and didn't mind staying that would be one thing. Her mental state is the main thing.  It's a common impression that all you have to do is provide a place to stay and some entertainment and that is all that is required.  But that is not it at all.  When you have spent a lifetime catering to someones mental state of mind you cant just turn it off by providing a place to sleep and eat. Her happiness is what it is all about.  It makes me want to get back tomorrow as soon as possible to see how she is getting along.  I go  by shuttle today.  

Visited Kay today

Tom took me to see Kay today.  She was in her bed sleeping but woke up easily when I sat on the bed.  We took her out to the Krispy Kreme donut  store and while I and Tom had coffee and donuts she had a donut.  She did not drink the drink Tom got for her. We visited for a while then went back.  We wondered whose clothes she was wearing because they were not hers. I looked in her closet and it was almost empty/  Her clothe are marked wth her name but that does not mean anything looks like.  The whole place is sweltering.  There seems to be some air conditioning but does not work well.  On a hot day I would recommend the health department check into it. today it is not all that hot either.  

Coming back to the room is the worst time of day here.  I suppose the fact of returning to an empty room and no possibility of seeing family and realizing Kay is also  alone  makes me blue.  

There is no substitute for family.  There is the idea that to offer some activities will get your mind off your family.  Unless you are abandoned by family I don't think it is possible get your mind off family.  This is the reason I have resisted going to one of these places all this time. 

Chapter 8 Ft Sill done, then home for 10 days

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I finished with Ft. Sill training and then had 10 days leave to forget the army. But everywere you went there were reminders. I don't remember how I got home but it had to be on the train. In Seattle there are two train stations. King Street station for the NP and the Union Station for the UP. But I don't remember one bit of what happened. Kay lived near downtown in a low income apartment one of the first built in Seattle. I could have walked there from the station about a mile away. It had to be a low income apartment as she lived on 80 bucks a month with Dianne. The apartment complex was filled with war wives. I don't remember anything about staying even one night there. All I remember is a time or two we went to the beach. I remember this because I have some pictures. The strange thing about the pictures is that the weather must have been fantastic and it looked like summer. But it was in winter. On closer look I can usually see some coats somewhere. Still it didn't seem to have rained.
Naturally we spent considerable time with her folks as her father had a car and made it easy to get around.
Here is a picture of Kay, me and Dianne at her folks house in north Seattle.
One time kay and I went to the beach at north Seattle. In those days you could build a fire on a beach.



I didn't deserve such great inlaws. They were wonderful. Reta her mom saved and treasured my letters to her from overseas. Her dad was great for providing me a place to stay when I was young and no place to go. All of her family were really nice. Cultured, educated and nice to a country bumpkin. But I loved Kay and told her I would never leave her. I was from a broken home and did not want to inflict anything like that on her. Now at 86 I have the opportunity to fulfill that promise.
Here is a picture of her in-laws at a family gathering at her Grandma and grandpa's house on Queen Ann hill in Seattle. The navy guy was her uncle Harold Hemry.