La vie commence à 60 ans...

This letter was sent to the principal's office after an elementary school had sponsored a luncheon for the elderly. An old lady had received a new radio at the lunch as a prize and was writing to say thank you.

This story is a credit to all human kind. Forward it to anyone you know who might need a lift today.


Dear Faculty and Students,


God bless you for the beautiful radio I won at your recent senior citizens' luncheon. I am 84 years old and live at an Assisted Living Home for the Aged. All my family has died. I am all alone now and it’s nice to know someone is thinking of me.

God bless you for your kindness to an old forgotten lady.

My roommate is 95 and always had her own radio. Before I received this one, she would never let me listen to hers, even when she was sleeping. The other day, her radio fell off the night stand and broke into a lot of little pieces. It was awful and she was in tears. She asked if she could listen to mine, and I said "fuck you".

Thank you for that opportunity,

Sincerely,

Agnes