When I was in the third grade my teacher, Mrs. Miller taught us how to write a letter. And as part of the lesson, we had to choose someone for a 'pen pal'. Mine was my 'Aunt' Iris. I say 'Aunt' because she wasn't really my aunt. However she did live in Seattle (a requirement as our pen pals had to live in another state) and I had visited her the
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The written word whether it's a card, recipe or a letter can be cherished processions.
Your welcome for the inspiration.
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