Charis

From a letter by Paula Southwell Kinzie

Grandma,

I am not sure about this memory and it could have been a story you told me when I was younger. I was standing in the car next to you with my left arm around your neck―no seatbelt laws back then. You were taking me to see Charis and my dad was already there at the hospital. I was very excited and you were reminding me that I can’t jump on her bed. I need to be careful.

I have a few stories Don told me when I lived in San Jose with them for a summer. I also have movies that my dad has taken. I have those memorized. I have had a few of her poems explained to me. I was able to use her poetry in a class at school. I know, Grandma, you have told me stories. Other than that I don’t know too much about Charis. I love to hear about her. It is fun to get to know her through you all.

Much love…

Paula