Roxann

My dear friend, Roxann, recently sent me a handkerchief in the mail.  She loves handkerchiefs and thought I might like one too.

What she didn't know is that I carry one with me all the time, and have all my life.  I don't even know if you can buy those pretty ones that they had when I was growing up.  You can sometimes find them in antique stores or at yard sales.

I told her a story about going to the Saturday matinee at our local theatre and Mother tying a dime in the corner of my handkerchief for my admission feel  She knew I would lose it otherwise.

Roxann loved that story so much, that she she sent back the following letter:
 
"Dear Pat,
I am so glad that you're enjoying the handkerchief.  I was especially intrigued by the story you shared about the dime.  I feel bad that I did not send you money for the afternoon movie.  So to make up for it I am sending you two dimes, one for you and one so you can take a date (hopefully Tommy) to the Saturday movie.  I thought it might be nice if you shared a popcorn and each of you had a drink. Therefore, I am enclosing some mad money (three nickels) 
Be sure to tie them into your handkerchief so that they do not get lost.  Remember, only movies that are rated G.  You are not allowed anything else.  The two of you deserve a relaxing afternoon out together."

Tommy and I are so excited to go on a date.  Now we are just waiting for a G rated movie to show up.  Hopefully before we die.

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