The Golden Rule for Roommates
If you open it, close it.
If you turn it on, turn it off.
If you unlock it, lock it up.
If you break it, admit it.
If you can't fix it, call in someone who can.
If you borrow it, return it.
If you value it, take care of it.
If you make a mess, clean it up.
If you move it, put it back.
If it belongs to someone else and you want to use it, get permission.
If you don't know how to operate it, leave it alone.
If it's none of your business, don't ask questions.
If it ain't broke, don't fix it.
(From a letter to Ann Landers, reprinted in the Singles paper, Calvary Church, Placentia, California. Thanks, Second-Milers.)
My Mother
In the last letter I said that it was out of the question for Mother to leave the Quarryville Home. A brief visit with us in July reinforced our conviction that the Home was where she was most contented, but in September my brother Dave Howard took her to Illinois for a three-week visit. She was so happy there that he and Phyllis decided to keep her indefinitely. Although still forgetful and confused as to chronology and geography, she eats better, walks with a walker, and can play a mean game of Scrabble. Thank you for praying. This is an answer "exceedingly abundantly above" anything I had asked. "0 ye of little faith! Wherefore didst thou doubt?"
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