Christmas cards time
I was looking at the December calendar and suddenly remembered that it was past time to send out my Christmas cards. We had always sent a Christmas letter with perhaps a picture or two. It was too late for that now. It has been so hectic this fall we never even got the letter written. Each year it seems the list grows longer. Our family is increasing and I surely don’t want to see any of them out. I needed to inform family and friends about recent deaths and they hesitate to leave any individual out. In addition to our large family there are many friends in each of the communities we have lived in. We each have friends from our childhood homes then we had college classmate, and folks we met at Lester’s different jobs. Teachers, university extension agent, then churches at Archie, Mt. Washington, Savannah, Versailles, interim churches in almost every church in Western Missouri. In the meantime I was also working as substitute teacher, welfare worker, and directing social welfare agencies, such as Community Outreach and Neighbors while starting my next career of writing a weekly column or news article about people of things that have passed the 50-year mark. I also began to lead Elderhostles in various place in the western part of Missouri But these groups varied from 24 to six people each week, so our list went on and on, friends plus Lester’s friends including all of our friends we ever had made a long list for our cards. What to do? Well, I had started a new column again maybe to make our greetings in the form of a column. You have found way too many to get addressed and we figured that most of our better friends do take the The Nevada Daily Mail and so then they will each read about our activities and will have got the news.
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Since you see the mistakes I made I will just ask you to figure out what we meant at each line of Ks, and consider this our Marry Christmas and Happy New Year message for 2017. Maybe it sort of shows what my condition is since I don’t have Lester to help me. Let’s enjoy the season and hope that each of us is doing fine and perhaps have some things together.
MERRY CHRISTMAS