letter to Pete by Sam      How about that three cent stamp!  This was the letter Sammy wrote my parents in 1953.

Letterhead was Southwestern Bible College in Oklahoma City.  Dated April 10, 1953:

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Rodgers,

          Oneta and I are settling down once again to school routine, and everything here at the City is just fine.

          I enjoyed the short stay and sweet fellowship at your home Easter.  

          You have a beautiful daughter, Mr. Rodgers.  She is the sweetest girl in the world.  I don’t see how I have lived this far without her and I love her with all my heart, to the extent that I have asked her to marry me.  She has said Yes, but I would like to have your consent also. Of course it will be some time yet before we are able to get married as I have certain obligations to fulfill and straighten out first.  I promise you I will always look after Oneta and make her happy and love her as Christ loved the church.  Pray for me and write soon. 

Yours truly,  Samuel Hayes


wedding 3

Married July 5, 1953.

                                      MY VALENTINE 


About oneta hayes

ABOUT ME Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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