Grandma Koftan shows off her Peters wit in this note to me on the back of a birthday card. Her sister, Myrtle Wefso, had moved from Randolph to Center into what I knew as the Clara LaFrenz house, a block south of us, Grandma and Grandpa Koftan living behind us in their trailer with the add-on living room. To be fair, Great Uncle (Dr.) Glen Peters had helped Myrtle beat leukemia well beyond the prognosis with shots, but he died, so that Myrtle wanted family around her. Mom gave her the needed shots, paid for by Aunt Myrtle's excellent bread. And Lindsay had come to live with his Grandpa Ole Ellingson, so he'll have to tell me the year. He says it was 1963, and Penny was living with Grandma and Grandpa Koftan, going to Center High School and graduating in its last class. Gram wrote this not long before her fatal stroke. 
And I love this picture of Jack (Dad) and Larry in our front living room. For those of you who don't know us well enough to tell the difference, Dad is the barefoot one. Dad won the Philco radio-phonograph combination in the corner for a dollar lottery ticket.
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