The following letter was forwarded by someone who
 teaches at a junior high school ; the letter was sent to the
 principal's office after the school had sponsored a luncheon for the
 elderly.
 
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 Dear Reyer School,
    God bless you for the beautiful radio I won at your recent senior
 citizen's luncheon.  I am 84 years old and live at the county home for
 the aged.  All my people are gone.  It's nice to know that someone thinks
 of me.  God bless you for your kindness to an old forgotten lady.
    My roommate is 95 and always had her own radio, but would never
 let me listen to it.  The other day her radio fell and broke into a lot of
 pieces.  It was awful.  She asked if she could listen to mine, and I
 said fuck you.
 
 Sincerely,
 Edna Johnston
 
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