PO Box 1980

I must write, whether you print it or not. I was real tickled with Victor E. in the December Grapevine. I have been ringing the bell for the Salvation Army this year. (Yes, me!) I drank in this town starting at age fourteen, and went to any length to get out of here in 1945. Almost forty years later, I'm back (the last place in God's green earth I thought I'd be), and loving it.