I went through a stack of very old papers that had gotten tucked away. Most of it went straight into the trash, but then I found this gem. He must have been barely ten.

Dear Dad and Mom,

Good afternoon, it is me Owen. I have wrote this letter saying I am deeply sorry for the "tantrum" this morning. As of now I am hiding somewhere in the back yard. You can come look or just stay there, I do not mind. I hope to make it up to you.

Sincerely,

Owen Blackwelder

PS. Dad please meet me at the basketball court and get ready to go somewhere (??). And please just trust me.

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I laughed and laughed and laughed. I couldn't even read it to Ernie because I was laughing so hard.

That felt good.

"…I am hiding in the backyard. You can come look for me or stay there, I do not mind." That just kills me. Poor little martyr.

I can't stop laughing.

 

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