Tuesday, June 16, 2009
The sweetest thing
When G and I got home from work yesterday evening one of the little tables on the front porch had been moved directly in front of the door. Placed in the middle of the table was an esspresso-size coffee cup with the image of the Mona Lisa on it and a note that said "Read Me" on it. We opened it up, was a letter from Kate and Michael (Hoot's best friend from high school). They had been in the neighborhood and come across the cup in a shop somewhere, thought of us, and came by to drop it off.
What a sweet surprise!
Kate is quite a neat young woman: very talented, soft-spoken, and a very interesting person to talk to... Thank you Kate, I miss you too! :-)
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She called me to ask if you would be home so she could give it to you.
She's one of my favorites.
What a thoughtful gesture! Sounds like a really special person.
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