My friend Sylvie from the Mansion tells me that letters are really angels and prayers, spirits that come to guide us. I know what she means, every morning, Bud and I drive to my Post Office and we open Box 205.

I don’t really know how to convey what it means to me to get these letters, most handwritten from so many different places.  The inspire me, comfort me, lift me up. It means a lot that people went to so much trouble to write to me. Jeanne added a check for $25 for the Mansion which was good of her, but it was her words that lifted me up and touched me.

She is from Massachusetts.

This has been an intense couple of weeks for me, and messages like this are angels, I think, and prayers.

You are wrong, Deanne, you are very good with words, and I thank you.