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Dear Son,
I am writing this slow, 'cause I know you can't read
fast.
There are a few things happening here at home.
We don't live where we did when you left -- you're father read in the paper
that most car accidents happen within twenty miles of home, so we moved.
I won't be able to send you the address because we moved into your cousins
old house and they took the numbers with them so they wouldn't have to
change their address.
The new place has a washing machine! It's
in a small room that also has a shower in it. The first day, I put
four shirts in. I pressed the lever and I haven't seen them since.
The weather is nice here. It rained twice
this week. Three days the first time and four days the second time.
Remember that coat you wanted me to send you?
Well, your aunt said that it would be too heavy to send in the mail, so
we cut the buttons off and put them in the pocket.
Monday we got a bill from the funeral home.
It said if we don't make the last payment on Grandma's funeral ... up she
comes ...
Your father has a lovely new job. He has over
500 men under him. He's cutting grass at the cemetery.
Your brother's wife had a baby this morning.
We don't know whether it's a boy or a girl, so we don't know if you are
an aunt or an uncle.
Your uncle fell in the whiskey vat and drowned.
We cremated him. He burned for 3 days.
Last week 3 of your friends went off the bridge
in a pickup truck. One was driving and the other two were riding
in the back. The driver rolled down the window and swam to safety.
The other two drowned. They couldn't get the tailgate down.
Not much else. Write more often.
