I love this letter. It is from my Grandma Dick to someone named Mrs Anna Loewen, a good Mennonite name. Grandma said she had just come from the hospital where Ms. Loewen's father had just had an operation . . "Pendix" Operation and that his "right hand till above the elbow is taken off too." Jeez . . . She said he didn't "feel good at all." I guess not. She went on that he was homesick for his family. Grandma said, "I know how he is. I am his cousin, but he is your dad. I don't know if you can love him or not, but write to him a letter anyhow." I come from a long line of either very codependent people or very compassionate. Sometimes I don't know the difference.
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