Medford mail tribune. (Medford, Or.) 1909-1989, June 02, 1957, Image 35

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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.
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. . . 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.
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