1928

[No envelope; 1928.]

Dear Son and all

I am up now but i was perti sick when that tellegram come but I am up now you know my spells back and fart. I am sarry about the the truble if it is as bad as the telleram reads you know my ability he got 100 hundred more and no more. i am sarry he gos from Bad to wors but that is the way of the Free agenci. when we dont avoid Evil. Son juse [use] you best judgement and Try to lern the real condition mush love to willie [aka daughter Louise] god Bless him and you all

            Carli sets in his crib and playes with a fountain Pen he can not walk sa week Bless his cute Face and soul. he smiles att Granpa. You know he was my only Pardrer in this part of the country. he falowed me like Shadow all sumer tank the god he is on the improve. for his mothers sake for my sake i am the winer either way life or deth because i am [?] for the other side but the messingers ar not sent yet gad [God] Bless you Lou and dear Floyd and Baby and Abi and all my Famely i am feeling weel in the Spirit

                                                                                    Edward Peterson