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 Johnston