A Letter

Someone who teaches at a Middle School in Safety Harbor, Florida
forwarded the following letter. 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 and forward it to all those 
who could use a lift.

Dear Safety Harbor Middle 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 Safety Harbor
Assisted Home for the Aged. All of my family has passed away. I am
all alone now and it's nice to know that someone really 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 she would never let me listen
to it, 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.  She asked if she could
listen to mine, and I said fuck you.


Edna Johnston

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