| March/April 1954

R. D. 1, Kearney, Missouri

I'm the seventh son, of a seventh son, of a seventh son of a son-of-a-gun, and I'll tell you what there is no more fun than to give me a steamer that's bust a seam, a monkey wrench and a head of steam and a piece of wire to make repairs then stand back folks and say your prayers, for we're going places far and near, and you needn't believe all the tales you hear. Since the worst old wreck you ever see has yet a lot of pep and we are going to have a heap of fun, just getting the old junk heap to run. I know folks say it can't be done, but a seventh son of a seventh son has especial powers from the throne on High and I aim to enjoy them until I die.