My 83 year-old pal
I have a friend; she's 83. Her name is Rose.
I saved Rose's life once. She was choking on water in the pool and I brought her a water bottle. She has told me the story of almost dying a few times because she forgot I was there. To this day, I have never once taken glory for the situation because I always thought that she wasn't really coughing very loud; it was more of a "clearing the throat" sound.
Anyway, she writes me while I am at school in Iowa. Her are some excerpts from her letter to me, dated November 2 2004:
"Hi John, My niece Danna Jean and I went to the W.W. Club Sat 2 to 4:20. We had such a good time, Steve told me to go in gym early so we had a front seat. Scott had an a hat made out of Balloons it was fun to wear and then Danna got me to played games and win prizes. Spencer and his girl friend was working there, he had a gray wig on.
You are in college to study, your not on vacation. Keep up the good work. It's cool here, cool in afternoon, when the sun goes down. It gets "luiskarli", chilly, my brother made that word up when he was a youngster.
Your mom brought me a peppermint plant, isn't that thoughtful. She had to pick your brother up, we had a cup of tea.
Bye Bye, the movie was "The day after tomorrow" exciting Dennis Quaid. Yesterday Scott made popcorn. I didn't eat any I wasn't hungry. I had Angel Hair part all natural ingredients made tomato and basil natural paste be boles.
Your friend, Rose Rio
Please note: I am not posting this to make fun of Rose, for I love her. She is so old and so sweet that I would never dream of mocking her. So in reading this letter, may your love for Rose overflow into your every day life. Go and love one another.
I saved Rose's life once. She was choking on water in the pool and I brought her a water bottle. She has told me the story of almost dying a few times because she forgot I was there. To this day, I have never once taken glory for the situation because I always thought that she wasn't really coughing very loud; it was more of a "clearing the throat" sound.
Anyway, she writes me while I am at school in Iowa. Her are some excerpts from her letter to me, dated November 2 2004:
"Hi John, My niece Danna Jean and I went to the W.W. Club Sat 2 to 4:20. We had such a good time, Steve told me to go in gym early so we had a front seat. Scott had an a hat made out of Balloons it was fun to wear and then Danna got me to played games and win prizes. Spencer and his girl friend was working there, he had a gray wig on.
You are in college to study, your not on vacation. Keep up the good work. It's cool here, cool in afternoon, when the sun goes down. It gets "luiskarli", chilly, my brother made that word up when he was a youngster.
Your mom brought me a peppermint plant, isn't that thoughtful. She had to pick your brother up, we had a cup of tea.
Bye Bye, the movie was "The day after tomorrow" exciting Dennis Quaid. Yesterday Scott made popcorn. I didn't eat any I wasn't hungry. I had Angel Hair part all natural ingredients made tomato and basil natural paste be boles.
Your friend, Rose Rio
Please note: I am not posting this to make fun of Rose, for I love her. She is so old and so sweet that I would never dream of mocking her. So in reading this letter, may your love for Rose overflow into your every day life. Go and love one another.
posted by Johnny Tiersma at 11.11.04
4 Comments:
I'm feelin' it.
Oh, how I miss Rose. Thanks for posting those excerpts, they make me happy.
-A fellow WWC junkie, Megan
Rose always forgets my name.
Sigh...
Tracey (one of your top eleven favorite employees at the WWC)
Tracey, did I say top eleven? Yes, about that, I thought we had 12 employees but it looks like we had 13. You know what the means-top twelve.
Could you email me at jhntrsm@dordt.edu with your email address? You're the best!
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