Wendell, I don't know how to thank you. I copied and pasted your letter to my friend, and she expressed deep gratitude. She was not able to speak freely at the time, but said the news was not good, and will let me know more tomorrow. If it's okay, I might suggest that we come to visit you and Beth one day to see your chickensShe grew up in a farm family - she and her brother milked the cow each morning, made their own butter, gathered eggs, butchered their own chickens, and almost never bought anything from a store. She's a neat gal. Thank you again. You made a positive difference for us both today.
I am really sorry to hear that the news was not good, but Wendell is awsome. I wish I had something like this when my father got sick, it would have helped.