This is a classic example of why I love Grandma.We were hanging out today and our conversation turned to the mail. Today was a late delivery day. Instead of an early delivery, it all depends on the mail carrier, and believe me this is a daily topic of interest.
She told me about the heaps of mail Grandpa gets and recently he received a letter from The Pope. Of course Grandpa gets letters from The Pope, why wouldn't he? Included in this particular letter there was also a rosary in a cute little white bag.
Grandma didn't want it to go to waste so today when they went to Hill Field she deliberately took the leather bag with her to drop outside the commissary where she hoped some lucky Catholic person would find it and use it.
Grandpa even pointed out a garbage can to her and told her she could just as easily toss it in there (you can probably imagine him saying this right?) But Grandma being her sweet giving self, dropped the bag as planned outside the commissary and I can only imagine the delight someone felt when they found her thoughtful litter.
Bonus question for the day: Name the movie I quote in my label for this post.
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