Date: Tue, 19 Oct 1999 07:52:01 -0400 (EDT)
From: Numidia
Subject: BLAGUES-L: Mother to her son

[ A classic.  Have a good day! (/jg) ]


Date: Mon, 6 Oct 1997 09:09:52 -0400
From: Philippe Reid
From: Martin Miron 
From: Alain Boucher 


Dear Son,

Just a few lines to let you know that I am still alive. I am writing
this slowly because I know that you can't read very fast. 

You won't know the house when you come home. We've moved. 

About your father, he has got a lovely new job. He has 500 men under
him. He cuts grass at the cemetery. Your sister Mary had a baby this
morning. I haven't found out yet if it's a boy
or a girl, so I don't know if your an aunt or an uncle. 

I went to the doctors on Thursday and your father came with me. The
doctor put a small tube in my mouth and told me not to talk for 10
minutes. Your father offered to buy it from him. 

Your uncle Patrick drowned last week in a vat of Irish whiskey at the
Dublin brewery. Some of his workmates tried to save him but he fought
them off bravely. They cremated him and it
took 3 days to put the fire out. 

It only rained twice this week, first for 3 days and then for 4 days. We
had a letter from the undertaker. He said if the last payment on your
grandmother's plot wasn't paid in 7 days, up she comes. 

Your loving Mother,

P.S. I was going to send you 5 pounds, but I have already sealed the
envelope.