Dear Billy joe Bob,
I'm writing this slow because I know you can't
read fast. We don't live where we did when you
left home. Your Pa read in the newspaper that
most accidents happen within 20 minutes of your
home, so we moved. I won't be able to send you
the address because the last family that live here
took the house numbers when they moved so they
wouldn't have to change their address.
This place is really nice. I even has a washing
machine. I'm not sure it works so well, though, Last
week I put a load of clothes in and pulled the
chain, we haven't see it since.
The weather isn't bad here. It only rained twice
last week, the first time for three days and the
second time for four days.
About that coat you wanted me to send; your
Uncle Bubba said it would be to heavy to send in
the mail with the buttons on, so we cut them off
and put them in the pockets.
Bubba locked his keys in the car yesterday. We
were really worried because it took him two hours
to get me and your father out.
Your sister had a baby this morning but I haven't
found out what it is yet so I don't know if you are
an aunt or uncle. The baby looks just like your
brother.
Uncle Bobby Ray fell into a whiskey vat last week,
some men tried to pull him out but he fought them
off and drowned. We had him cremated; he
burned for three days.
Three of your friends went off a bridge in a pickup
truck. Butch was driving. He rolled down the
window and swam to safety. Your other two
friends were in the back, they drowned because
they couldn't get the tailgate down.
Your Favorite Aunt