Haskell, Kathleen, 9yo Michael Francis and 7yo Susan Jane are trying to make a go of it. Haskell is working two jobs. Kathleen has been home about 7 months and things are not going well. Food flying, dishes crashing, paranoia, delusion, hallucination. Kathleen is remanded to state institution…. again.
Newly separated from her husband Dick and with 11 month old Scotty and six year old Stephan on her apron strings, Vicki gives birth to her third child, Suzanne on December 6th . Susanna’s namesake and on her 35th birthday.
Vicki is overwhelmed; calls Susanna asking if she can come to Alhambra-way to give a short-term hand. It had been a long time since they had seen each other. Susanna asks Wib for the money. Wib agrees and we’re off to sunny
Grand dad picked us up at the airport in his old black
I was given a motorized tank for Christmas in
never had before....I was pleased, and I think grand dad was pleased with his emergency service.
I remember my tortuous asthma attacks and cousin Stephan’s incessant whining.
Philip and I confirmed our “in front of the building only” NYC sturdiness by pushing around some wimpy
Not one but TWO trips to
This was one of the happiest times of my childhood. Mom promised us that we were going to move here and things would be happy again.
Master Michael and Philip Evans
Dear Philip and Michael,
Thank you for writing your nice full of news letters. I’ll bet your having fun. Have you been to
Be good boys—mind mama—and please write, I miss you so much.
Love and Kisses Daddy
Uh dad, it was a vacation…we live in
Philip and his mother on Disneyland 's Tom Sawyer Island
February 25, 1960
Sorry I’m so late answering you, but you know how I am about pen and paper! Go ahead and send the stuff collect—that’s a good idea. If you haven’t already packed them, don’t bother to send the boys’ grey jackets—they’re too small for them now. Maybe you know someone there who can use them.
How is Vicki? And the new baby, Suzanne? And my Scottie? Is she drinking? I still don’t know what I’m going to do. Wib has offered to get us a bigger apartment if I’ll let him teach there once or twice week—and he’ll get a piano. If we stay in
P.S. The trip back on the jet was sensational. You just can’t believe that your over
Philip writes his grand dad in April 1960, three months after our return to NYC.
He mentions four of the five cousins. 'Michael Francis and Susan Jane Laramie' Kathleen and Haskell's kids and 'Stephan and Scott' two out of the three of Vickie's kids.
In 1984 my little family drove down to south Jersey to visit my father, it was the only time my children ever met their grandfather. My son Eric was six and my daughter Britt 10 months. He soon began to send small dribs and drabs of his career thereafter. Card A says: "For Michael David-my beloved son, I send this material because you should have it and realize what a dreadful mistake I made in marrying your mother! Thank you for your polite, proper note. I did appreciate seeing you all-I love you all-" Card B says: "This quote is from the East Indian philospher Bhagavad Gita-I think it describes your mother very well-please keep it-" 'For the uncontrolled there is no wisdom, nor for the uncontrolled is there the power of concentration, and for those without concentration there is no peace, and for the unpeaceful how can there be happiness.' Dad
Among the many items that I suddenly and 'synchrondiptiously' found on E-bay from his ‘estate’ was this oil painting (artist unknown) with faded crayon he wrote on it’s back; “To Michael and Philip, my precious sons
Both parents made it a point at several junctures of my existence: 'What a mistake I made in marrying your........."
My god!! It's so wonderful when a child has a parent that loves him...has a family that lets him know, how much he's loved. What difference of.... life and death.... that this can make.