Just when you have lost faith in human kindness.
This letter was sent to the Principal's office At Kean Elementary School in Wooster, Mass after the school had sponsored a luncheon for the elderly. An elderly woman received a new radio at the lunch as a door prize and was writing to say thank you.
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 nightstand 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
I know this is a joke but I didn't think it would have the same impact if I put it there.
This letter was sent to the Principal's office At Kean Elementary School in Wooster, Mass after the school had sponsored a luncheon for the elderly. An elderly woman received a new radio at the lunch as a door prize and was writing to say thank you.
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 nightstand 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
I know this is a joke but I didn't think it would have the same impact if I put it there.
