Who knew grandmas even knew how to email, let alone blog? And apparently, this one can crump pretty hard, too. This is a real letter from a real friend, so if you know the man in question, let's hook this sister up. Do it. Grandma would want you to.
Sweet pea, you who are the angel of my eye. We got a new stake presidency today at conference. I was so impressed with one of the brothers from the first presidency of the 70's. Unfortunately I can't remember his name (senior moment) but he was good, talked for 45 minutes without notes of any kind. But that is not why I writing. I have been catching up on the Mormon Times (which I love.) Orson Scott Card talked about dancing not being like it use to be. This is such a great article. I remember so well when I was still in High School that we had Stake dances where every one who wanted to dance could dance. They held a class for an hour before the dance started. That was where your grandpa and I learned to dance with each other and keep time to the music. Those classes stood me in such good steed for the rest of my life. I have never been afraid to dance with anyone, even the hurky, jerky kind. And of course when I lived in Washington, there was a group of singles that loved square dancing, and I took classes to participate with them. I really met so many nice, nice people. Some of them were not church members so I got to share a little about the gospel with them. But this is not why I am writing to you!!! It just takes me along time to get around the bend anymore. There is a young man who writes articles about single wards, I know you would say amen to him and right on brother. His name is Don Osmond. He would be perfect for you girl. He's 29 (right age), been on a mission to somewhere and last but not least he's Donny Osmond's son. You can e-mail him at MormonTimes.org. I know he's dying to meet you. He has that look in his eye (the one that says WHERE IS MOLLY*, I'M LOOKING FOR MY MOLLY*.) I love you tootsie roll. grandma (P.S. this is in the June 13th issue.)
*not her real name. Because, apparently, grandma blogs, too.