Little Old Lady
Thanks to Louis Lamotte for submitting this
story
The following letter was forwarded
by someone who teaches at a junior
high school in Memphis, Tennessee; the letter
was sent to the
principal's office after the school had sponsored
a luncheon for the elderly.
This story is a credit to all human kind.
Read it, soak it in, and
bask in the warm feeling that it leaves you
with.
Dear Reyer School:
God bless you for the beautiful radio I won
at your recent senior
citizen's luncheon. I am 84 years old
and live at the county home for
the aged. All my people are gone.
It's nice to know that someone thinks
of me. God bless you for your kindness to
an old forgotten lady. My
roommate is 95 and always had her own radio,
but would never let me listen to it.
The other day her radio fell and broke
into a lot of pieces. It was awful.
She asked if she could listen to mine,
and I said "Fuck you".
Sincerely,
Edna Johnson
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