Dear Ann Landers: Thank you for printing that letter describing how friends, as a joke, had my wife and me put in jail on our wedding night 54 years ago.
That evening, I received a telephone call from an old friend in Scotts, Mich., who was glad to finally know what had really happened. Our maid of honor read it in the Gazette Telegraph in Colorado Springs. Friends in Dalton, Ga., read it in the Atlanta Journal and Constitution. Other friends saw it in Londonderry, N.H. An Army buddy in California phoned about it, and so did friends here in Hershey, Pa. I'm sure we will be hearing from many others even though no names were mentioned.
Please continue those how-we-met letters. They bring back some wonderful memories to us old-timers and let our friends know we're still around.
-- F.H. in Hershey, Pa.
Dear F.H.: I plan to do just that. Thanks for your vote of approval.
Gem of the day
The real test of class is how you treat people who cannot possibly do you any good.