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June 10 

Dear Dad, 

The flowers are beautiful! Mother and I will enjoy them at our table for several days, I know. Everything is so new and so exciting. I heard several French Canadians singing their songs as they stood on the stern waving to some friends on the dock. It is like a foreign land already. I'm all anticipation for the summer to come. I only wish you could be with us. 

Love, and thank you for the wonderful trip and for the flowers. 

Joan 

Mother֣ȴFatherôʽԳMomMaMammaMamaãٸһӢС˵棺 

Davie was next down.Morning, Mother. Morning, Dad.he said with that deference that comes on a sixteen-year-old when he has something to ask for, something he wants much. 

Here're your waffles, Davie,his mother said. Four. 

That'll do fine to start on,Davie said, and grinned up at her.You sure can sling a wicked waffle, Mom. 

Ȼʽ˵Fatherﶼǹ̶Fatherģ磺 

Like father, like son.丸ӣӱФ丸ȮӣʲôİְʲôĶӡ 

Like mother, like daughter.Ҳһ˼ 

ٸһDaddyӣ 

As our 11-year-old daughter's birthday approached, she let it be known that the thing she wanted most, was an automatic record player. We agreed to give it to her on condition that she promise to take good care of it. She promised, of course. But we had no idea how serious she was until one day when my wife was tidying her room she found a list of rules headedHow To Take Care of My Record Player. 

The rules included such things as keeping the machine clean, caring for the needle and so on. But the clincher was the last rule of all. It readIf record player gets broke, don't let Daddy try to fix it. 

ʮһŮտ쵽ǰʾҪĶһԶ糪ͬҪӦúչܣͿ͸ȻӦˡǻ֪ԴǺε棬ֱһ̫̫ʰ䣬һűǡչҵĳչܹʱǲŻȻ 

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