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Letters of an Abiding Faith:

Legacy of a Slave's GrandDaughter to her Son

written by Ella Lewis to her Son (Rudolph Lewis)

 

 

Letter 40

July 11, 1986

 

Dear Son,

I received your letter to day Which is the 11 of July glade to hear From you as always. I am doing pretty good thank God. I went to baltimore Tuesday which was the 9 of this month. Laura died We went to the Funeral. Also went to see Sallie she in a home now.* She doing Fair yesterday.

Well I thought you was getting a place Closer.** But you have to do What you have to do. So thats it. The rest of the Family is doing OK. Bunk say she write you Soon.

Well here is a little Change hope it help you Some. It the Best I Can do right now. But in Case you need More next month Let me Know when I get my Check. I get my Check I try to send you a few More Pennies. Just a short letter I rite more Soon.

So you rite me When you get my letter you take Care.

All send love. Mother love you.

From Mother

 

 
  

 Commentary

*Laura was the youngest child of Aunt Sally, Mama’s sister, . She was born in the mid-1930s. She had a lot of sadness in her life. Laura did her best to take care of Aunt Sally, who eventually had to be placed in a nursing home, a place Mama fear mightily for herself. But her daughter Annie has stood by her.

**A "place closer" is a reference to my move from New Orleans to Baton Rouge to attend Louisiana State University (LSU). I moved Yusef’s furniture with me. I tried to hold onto it. But in the end, when I decided to leave Louisiana, I was forced to sell it for a pittance. He gave me a call in Virginia and wanted to know where his furniture was. I told him the truth. He was disappointed I had to do what I did. I haven’t talked to him since. It hurt me that I disappointed and hurt him. But I was in a desperate situation. I loved the brother and I regretted much that our friendship had to come to an end. But, I suppose, we each had to go our own way. I have kept up with Yusef’s success. I have not wished him any ill. I am still in his debt. Maybe the Lord will make it so that I can repay him for what I owe him, a debt that goes beyond the furniture. He taught me something about poetry and he turned me onto the poetics of Marcus Christian. 

The work on Christian has brought me some scholarly attention and I hope has done me and Christian some justice. I believe I have done a good and necessary thing trying to get Christian the scholarly attention he deserves. I have put money out and I haven’t made a dime on it. But it is a loss that I haven’t shed any tears about. The last I heard, Yusef was at Princeton and, so I am told, he is charging two thousand dollars for speaking engagements. So he is not hurting for the loss suffered at my hands, at my smallness.

I wrote him on the publication of the book, I AM NEW ORLEANS. But he did not condescend to respond. I lost something more valuable than his armoire, namely, his friendship and his good will. But even that I trust will turn to some good, for him and for me. I understand from Lee Grue he encouraged two of his students to go through the Christian Collection. What he attempted to accomplish by that I cannot fathom. Doubtless, they were not able to appreciate Christian the way that I had already been conditioned to do so. Nothing as far as I know came of his students discovery of Christian

 

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