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To: Tomato who wrote (4095)	12/9/1997 8:16:00 PM
From: violetta martinez	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 62557

Hey Tomato, I hope your garden had a good season! Found this on the Gold thread. Maybe the POG is a joke??? To: goldsnow (4045 ) From: goldsnow Tuesday, Dec 9 1997 7:19PM EST Reply # of 4053 >>>OFF TOPIC<<< Deer Son, I'm writing this slow 'cause I know you can't read fast. We don't live were we did when you left. Your dad read where the most accidents happened within 20 miles of home. so we moved. I wont be able to send you the address as the last Arkansas family that lives here took the numbers with them for the next house so they wouldn't have to change their address, wish I would have thought of that. This place has a washing machine. The first day I put four shirts in it, pulled the chain, and haven't seen 'em since. It only rained twice this week, three days the first time and four days the second time. The coat you wanted me to send you, Aunt Sue said it would be a little to heavy to send in the mail with those heavy buttons, so we cut them off and put them in the pockets. We got a bill from the funeral home, said if we didn't make the last payment on Grandma's funeral bill, up she comes. About your sister, she had baby this morning. I haven't found out whether its a boy or a girl so I do not know if you are an aunt or uncle yet. Your Uncle John fell in the whiskey vat. Some of the men tried to pull him out, but he fought them off and drowned. We cremated him, and he burned for about three days. Three of your friends went of the bridge in the pickup. One was driving, the other two were in the back. The driver got out, he rolled down the window and swam to safety. The other two drowned. They couldn't get the tailgate down in time. Not much more news this time. Nothing much happened. Love, Mom. PS I WAS GOING TO SEND YOU MONEY, BUT THE ENVELOPE WAS ALREADY SEALED \| Previous \| Next \| Respond \|

To: Tomato who wrote (4095)	12/9/1997 9:44:00 PM
From: Pami	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 62557

Hi, Tomato! The next time you feel the urge to fly somewhere, throw your best suitcase under a moving truck, hide all your cigarettes, lock yourself out of the bathroom, sit in a very narrow chair holding a 10-cent bag of stale peanuts in your hand, and stare at the end of your driveway for three hours. It's just like flying, and think of all the money you'll save. If the good Lord had meant for man to fly, He'd have made it easier to get to the Airport. We should be thankful for that little bag of peanuts they give us on airplanes. In Africa, thousands of elephants are going hungry---and missing their connecting flights. You can't fool all the people all the time, but airline schedules come pretty darn close. "Air travel is hours of boredom punctuated by a few brief moments of terror." -Charles Lindberg. -Pam