It hurts me to think of you at Xmas


Dear Hillary,

It hurts me to think of you at Xmas, all alone with no chocolates or champers.  These people who knock you should remember all the fun you give us each year.  I won’t be back till the New Year, but I’ll bring you back something for sure.


Dear Jim,

It makes it all worthwhile to find that there are some really nice men out there who appreciate what I do for them.  Advice and few smiles can change the day for you.  Champagne and chocolates changes my day and puts the smiles on my face!