Tuesday, Aug 29, 1944
We’re actually in Kansas tonight, not Illinois. In Scandia, to be exact, because the day didn’t go as planned. First, the laundry wasn’t dry at all this morning. In fact, Mommy wrote, “It was wetter than it was when I hung it up. Then we decided to drive after supper and got caught good and proper in a bad thunderstorm so we just passed the city we intended to stop in and finally landed in a place called Scandia… As you can judge by the name, it is a Scandinavian settlement and everyone’s name ends in ‘son. There wasn’t a hotel but a Mrs. Erikson (who is 89 years old, has 12 children, 24 grandchildren, and over 35 great-grandchildren) keeps a house for the town’s bachelors and widowers and she had a room for us.” Scandia was founded in 1868 by refugees fleeing a severe famine in Sweden. We’re still planning to reach Colorado tomorrow. Mommy drew this image so folks back home would know what it was like to cross the Blue Ridge Mountains.