> >
> > no, there's plenty of ways to find out where I am, and who -- it's
> > the fact
> > they did it for a postcard (or anything at all, really) that pleases
> > me.
>
> even at 23 cents, the Post Office feels its obligation.
> Did it come with the requisite apologetic note?

no note :)

I got a note when my crazy grandmother sent me a picture in a glass-fronted
frame -- in a regular paper envelope with no padding at all, not even a
piece of paper wrapped around it.
They stuck it in a plastic bag, taped it up, readdressed it, and someone had
put a note in that said something like "Meemaw must have been in a hurry to
get the picture to you, and unfortunately the glass broke." Which I thought
was terribly sweet

>
> "We don't know how this happened; perhaps it was the black tailed ferrets
> we hired on the Witless protection program down in sorting. They get a
> bit peckish 'round coffee break time...."

LOL


>
> =bemused chuckle= tygress
>
>
> ====
> Nevertheless, even when he's being a monster he manages to stir up every
> ounce of maternal feeling I never thought I had.  It's a low, underhanded
> survival tactic and I ought to resent it, but I can't.  I suppose I must
> be his mother.  :) --Rebecca J. Bohner
> ====
> I chose the road less traveled and NOW where the heck am I? --Road Gear
> t-shirt
>

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