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Letter to Bubba

Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by Bannack, Jul 2, 2003.

  1. Bannack

    Bannack

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    Jun 28, 2002
    NW Montana
    Dearest Bubba

    I'm writing this slow because I know you can't read fast.
    We don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in
    the newspaper that most accidents happen within 20 miles from
    your home, so we moved.

    I won't be able to send you the address because the last
    Arkansas family that lived here took the house numbers when they
    moved so that they wouldn't have to change their address.

    This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine.
    I'm not sure it works so well though. Last week I put a load of
    clothes in and pulled the chain...we haven't seen them since.

    The weather isn't bad here. It only rained twice last
    week; the first time for three days and the second time for four
    days.

    About that coat you wanted me to send you, your Uncle
    Stanley said it would be too heavy to send in the mail with the
    buttons on, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets.

    John locked his keys in the car yesterday. We were
    really worried because it took him two hours to get me and your
    father out.

    Your sister had a baby this morning, but I haven't found
    out what it is yet so I don't know if you're an aunt or an uncle.
    The baby looks just like your brother.

    Uncle Ted fell in a whisky vat last week. Some men tried
    to pull him out, but he fought them off and drowned.
    We had him cremated and he burned for three days.

    Three of your friends went off a bridge in a pickup
    truck. Ralph was driving. He rolled down the window and swam
    to safety. Your other two friends were in back. They drowned
    because they couldn't get the tailgate down.

    There isn't much more news at this time. Nothing much
    out of the normal has happened.

    Love, Mom