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About Medford mail tribune. (Medford, Or.) 1909-1989 | View Entire Issue (June 2, 1957)
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(HHIffiB MID r AlHlf Il lB UIAPARENE AMTISt PTIC rooi M FAMILY WiMlTv in NctK MKiqin A. COicaqo I, Hi. M e (e .r aid & Ha. low at E1 '0 JOiS VOU WBS Case of the Locked Car One mokning as I picked up my laundry, I noticed a the other day I saw the fust results: she came in and told man, his arms full of parcels, desperately trying to get into his car. I went over to help and saw a small girl in the eat gaily waving at her father. The man had left his keys in the car, the child had locked all the doors, and there they were gesturing at each other. The father kept pointing at the door lock, but the child just waved back. Finally, a woman from the laundry came out and held a stick of chewing gum near the top of the window. The girl immediately rolled down the glass. The thankful father then unlocked the door, and the predicament was solved. R. J. Roberts, Lnndis, N. C. LEARNING HOW TO WONDER. My eight-year-old daughter received a diary as a gift, but she seemed to feel something concrete had to happen every day in order to write in it. I tried to explain you could write anything in a diary things you just wonder about, for instance. "But," she said, "1 don't wonder." As I thought about school, tele vision, piano lessons, teeth straightening, and all the other things, perhaps she didn't have time to wonder. So the two of us have made more time for wondering, and me I had a beautiful garden. "In the middle of Winter?" I asked. "Yes," she said, "a garden of icicles." I think she's learning to wonder. Elicdbeti S. Ctristensen, Racine, Wis. A STRANGER MEETS TWO YOUNGSTERS. Re cently I passed by a car in which two small children were waiting for their mother. I almost stopped to say some thing, then I remembered. Years ago, I left my two young sters in the car while 1 dashed in to buy a stamp. A woman passed and said to them, "You're so cute I think I'll take you home with ine." When I came back, the three-year-old was holding his brother tightly and crying no one was going to take them anywhere! So I remembered, blew the two children a kiss, and hurried on. Mrs. Dennis E. Coitan, .Austin, Tex. We Pay 510 for Your Letters We irclcomc your vieu-s on any subject of general interest. If we print your letter, you will rccpire $10. Letters must be signed, but names trill lie u'ithhrtd on request. We reserve the right to edit contribution. Letters cannot be returned. Address Letters Editor, family Weekly, 179 North Michigan Auenue, Chicago 1, HI- pi . . . it's nr.EN a long time since I told you that I love you. I suspect we take it for granted, as we do the rising and setting of the sun. Hut a man can see the sun rise and not feel it and we can love one another and forget to let it show. I don't want that to happen to us. You see me now beside you and I look the same as on other days and my conversation across the breakfast table is no more than before There is no way you may sense this sudden awareness of you. this warmth the recognition of you gives me utdess, in the accustomed intuition we have developed together, your perception is the same as my own. I love you even as I open my hps to register a minor complaint or relive the failure of yesterday. I love you because you are n part of my day and beside roe now with the dear and familiar cloak of our togetherness wrapped round about you. I love vou when wc a;"e apart and I long for you, (himgh to tell you so is an admission of weakness. I love you when we are together yet apart. I love you in anger and in im patience, for love gives privilege even as it bows beneath its own demands. I love you as though I were owned by you and you by me and sometimes I love you most deeply when I am suddenly aware that love is not possession and that, though I am armed with it. I cannot probe the innermost recesses of your being And therefore must I also remain a mystery. et love lives both in knowing and in mystery, in the seen and unseen, in desire and satiation. And. though I love your failings no more than my own. live gives me a tolerance of them. The faults with which I punish myself I see with tenderness in you. 1 set these wjris down not for myself but for all you who have seen love rise within, you and forg'-tlen in the yuars to let it shi w. And s,jrely. then, you know far better than X that love h dder away is a prisoner But the sharing" of it is a thing of glnry. Kt.tCH Rn Ali-ri, ' ,1. v ,ri,-. y- N o flrtvf 't!q cc-iTul'ni'icM to Farr-ily ' A.f.. C-.caqc. Hi. A' ' gi eerved.
