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When we get older we think differently don't we?
This is a touching story. Just when you have lost faith in human kindness,
someone who teaches at Kean Elementary in Wooster, Ohio forwards the following letter:
The letter was sent to the Principal's office after the school had sponsored a luncheon for the elderly. An old lady received a new radio at the
lunch as a door prize and was writing to say thank you. This story is a credit to
all humankind.
Dear Kean Elementary:
God bless you for the beautiful radio I won at your recent senior
citizens luncheon. I am 84 years old and live at the Sprenger Home for the Aged.
All of my family has passed away. I am all alone now and it's nice to know
that someone is thinking of me. God bless you for your kindness to an old
forgotten lady. My roommate is 95 and has always had her own radio, but
before I received one, she would never let me listen to hers, even when
she was napping.
The other day her radio fell off the night stand and broke into a lot of
pieces. It was awful and she was in tears. Her distress over the broken
radio touched me and I knew this was God's way of answering my prayers.
she asked if she could listen to mine, and I told her to kiss my ass.
Thank you for that opportunity.
Sincerely,
Agnes Baker
When we get older we think differently don't we?
This is a touching story. Just when you have lost faith in human kindness,
someone who teaches at Kean Elementary in Wooster, Ohio forwards the following letter:
The letter was sent to the Principal's office after the school had sponsored a luncheon for the elderly. An old lady received a new radio at the
lunch as a door prize and was writing to say thank you. This story is a credit to
all humankind.
Dear Kean Elementary:
God bless you for the beautiful radio I won at your recent senior
citizens luncheon. I am 84 years old and live at the Sprenger Home for the Aged.
All of my family has passed away. I am all alone now and it's nice to know
that someone is thinking of me. God bless you for your kindness to an old
forgotten lady. My roommate is 95 and has always had her own radio, but
before I received one, she would never let me listen to hers, even when
she was napping.
The other day her radio fell off the night stand and broke into a lot of
pieces. It was awful and she was in tears. Her distress over the broken
radio touched me and I knew this was God's way of answering my prayers.
she asked if she could listen to mine, and I told her to kiss my ass.
Thank you for that opportunity.
Sincerely,
Agnes Baker
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