Letters from Mother-6

My Take

DiVoran Lites

Marrowstone Island, Washington

July 13, 1983

Dear ones,

Well, now, I have been busy, and here it is Wednesday already. I invited one of the Packwood Crew over this morning, the name of Peg. She is an artist-might add a frustrated artist-because there is no place to paint in her R. V., and she also has her man around the house. She gave me some good pointers about painting, and I soaked it up like a sponge. Then, I practiced painting ducks for tomorrow’s class.

Last week’s class was long and fast-moving, and I didn’t get to take notes. I think I was in an advanced class because they were advancing a lot faster than I was. My habits got in the way. My nap and the snacks. I’ve been eating, sleeping, thinking, and painting. Dad’s been entertained. We had two days of drizzle. The sun is out now, though.

We’re going to Ray’s birthday party Saturday. We’ll fly down in the AM, maybe stay two days. Dave and Susan will meet us in San Francisco, and we will go on to Concord together. John will be with them. The girls are in Hawaii.

Oh, I was going to tell you not to spell fillet the way I did. I thought it would be like a palette. Is there an e at the end? I see many new words in reading about painting. 

We got a draft for the Datsun, $1689.00, and the draft goes from our bank here (People’s) to the Bank of California, becomes a check, and returns to our bank. Thanks be to the Lord and you for your prayers. Dad was so pleased. Too bad he can’t give credit to the Lord, where credit is due.

I went to church Sunday. Iona’s son looked charming in medium green slacks with a darker green coat pipe in the mid-green. The sermon was about Phillip and the eunuch. Did you know a eunuch can be one in authority? Most people thought they had never met one by the other definition. 

We have no final word on Judy’s coming to the party.

Lowell has a lady friend; her name is Helen. They went to Salton Sea together and spoke of going to Helen and Ray’s for the birthday party. This may turn out to be quite a party.

There’s not much to do this afternoon. I have a few dishes, and that’s about it. Got my hair washed and a bath this morning in six gallons of water.

Many of the people are leaving in the next few days now that the low tide is over. Glad you enjoyed the Wills family. 

We’re happy about your getting the nice car-I’m sure it will come in handy for all of you.

It’s time for the mailman-

Love you lots, Mother and Dad

DiVoran has been writing for most of her life. Her first attempt at a story was when she was seven years old and her mother got a new typewriter. DiVoran got to use it and when her dad saw her writing he asked what she was writing about. DiVoran answered that she was writing the story of her life. Her dad’s only comment was, “Well, it’s going to be a very short story.” After most of a lifetime of writing and helping other writers, DiVoran finally launched her own dream which was to write a novel of her own. She now has her Florida Springs trilogy and her novel, a Christian Western Romance, Go West available on Amazon. When speaking about her road to publication, she gives thanks to the Lord for all the people who helped her grow and learn.  She says, “I could never have done it by myself, but when I got going everything fell beautifully into place, and I was glad I had started on my dream.”

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