The funkier the better.
Last month I was in a place in Wyoming where the menu was printed
inside an old newspaper. The newspaper had stories that actually were
in newspapers from the late 1890s, when trappers and explorers were
just pushing into Wyoming territory. I got so interested in reading all
those stories the waitperson had to come by twice to get me to order.
The menu was in the middle of the foldout old paper. So if you ever run
across a funky menu, send it my way. Thank you for your
thoughtfulness.
Thanks, and let's keep exchanging information. I enjoy hearing all about
you, your school and your friends. And what you like and don't like.
Turtles? Snakes? My goodness! I'll pass on both of those. I live in an
apartment and no pets are allowed. But for several years, until he died, I
had a cat, properly named BearCat. Bear hated to ride in the car. It was
an annual battle of wills between Bear and me to get him his shots at the
vet. I miss Bear.
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>From the teacher, addressed to all who wrote to her students
Dear friends,
My students have so enjoyed the exchanges we have had so far.
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