At least once a month I write to my five grandchildren. I usually send a photograph that Papa or I have taken. Now the grandchildren are 5,6,8,8, and 10. I remember the excitement when my grandmother wrote me a letter. I wrote letters to my grandmother until she died in 1970. This year at Christmas all the children got stationery in their stockings so that Grandma would get letters back. Three of the children have written me. This is from a letter from one of them. He said it was a drawing of his family as snakes.
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