A Letter From Harry’s Mother

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[PHOEBE BURN, spoken] Dear Harry [PHOEBE BURN] I've never sent a telegram before I drove all the way to town in a downpour So I sure hope this reaches you in time for your vote today I'm real proud you hold that office And son, there's something I must say Your father gave his life in the Great War three years ago And oh, I'll be kicked out of McMinn County for saying so I hate this President for making him go And I wish I'd had the right to vote him out Now I know I'm just an old farmer's widow milking cows in Tennessee But I read the paper and I've seen the women marching to be free They made me think that maybe I could hop a train to Washington, D.C. and march too Only I was home, raising you So I did my best to teach you what I knew Now your own little girlie's nearly three What do you want her future to be? Vote aye for her, my son Let your mama know she raised a good one And oh, I made that meatloaf you like So come on home when you're done [SPEAKER, spoken] Burn! Burn! For Christ's sake, Burn! [HARRY BURN, spoken] Aye [ALICE, spoken] We did it? [PHOEBE BURN] With lots of love Mama