Letter 794 from 0ne Thirteen Twenty Fifteen

Okay so here we go:

This is a letter of tales. The tale of the end of the Passenger Train on the Soo Line that went through a town we lived in in Wisconsin. My dad was angered that this was occurring and bemoaned the prior dismantling of the streetcar lines in his littler town next door to the Main Depot. (It obviously was the Interstate Commerce Commissions in Washington that had something to do with the ending of the Rail System.)

 Sad. 

Then there are the Ice Bowl tales. I think watching football at Grandpa & Grandma's must have seemed like the boringest thing ever to me and I was always agog at the fact that you could not see anything watching sports on television back in the 60's. 

I woulda started a fire in the stands in Lambau Field back then as well to keep warm probably. hahah.

 Before the thing gets torn down.

Bible Lesson. (I actually read this)

 Maybe I show mercy and do it cheerfully although I am not a cheerleader persay.

Chilly Jews in Jerusalem.