I actually showed Elaine this letter the last time she was up from DC, and she doesn't remember writing it, but still had a chuckle at her young self.
Dork.
Thursday, January 29, 2009
My sister, Elaine...
Since moving back to my hometown of Methuen, I've taken on a few self-given projects around the house. A few months ago, I was slaving in the attic installing some recessed lighting, and made a rather interesting discover. After removing a nailed down floor board, I found this letter:
I actually showed Elaine this letter the last time she was up from DC, and she doesn't remember writing it, but still had a chuckle at her young self.
I actually showed Elaine this letter the last time she was up from DC, and she doesn't remember writing it, but still had a chuckle at her young self.
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That is awesome! So I can't read the smudged part, but it looks like it says diaries? Did you find 'em? :)
no, I never went and found them. i'm sure they are still buried under the deck.
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