Chronicles Of Crises In Our Communities

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Let us remember and appreciate our beloved grandparents, remember how they love us, remember how they will go the trouble of walking to the post office on a busy Friday afternoon and stand on line, just so the letter will go out on the first truck, to be the first response received, to be the first one to tell us how much we are loved.

No heart like a Bubby’s

Dear No,

Your touching story (as well as Ms. Neighbor’s above) just goes to show that we cannot judge from afar (not that we are in any position to judge altogether). Thank you for sharing.