I had asked if you had done anything to your siblings—stuff like Dad did to his sister Hilda.
This isn't exactly a trick, it was down right mean. I remember I did something to Ruthie’s doll that she got as a present from her Godfather, Uncle George. I was so upset that she got a doll and I didn’t, that I took it when she wasn’t around and crawled under the table with a pen and a scissors. I cut off all the doll’s hair. I took the pen and marked it up all over its body.
I destroyed that thing.
I feel so bad about it now. I should go buy Ruthie a new doll, not that it would make up for what I did. I don’t think I even got spanked or anything. I’m sure the guilt alone made up for any kind of whipping.
I don’t think I did anything else like that. Ruthie would know and she could tell you.