Hi Yall?

Dear Billy Joe Floyd,

I'm writing this slow because I know you can't read fast.

We don't live where we did when you wuz last here. Pa read
in the newspaper that most accidents happen within 20 miles of
your home, so we moved 25 miles away.
You kin send mail to the same address because we here took the house numbers
when we moved so we wouldn't have to remember no new address.

This place is really nice. I even has a washing machine. I'm not sure it
works so well, though. Last week I put a load of clothes in and pulled the
chain, we haven't seen it since.

The weather isn't bad here. It only rained twice last week; the first time
for three days and the second time for four days.

About that coat you wanted me to send; your Uncle Bubba said it would be too
heavy to send in the mail with the buttons on, so we cut them off and put
them in the pockets.

Bubba locked his keys in the car yesterday. We were really worried because
it took him two hours to get me and Pa out.

Your sister had a baby this morning, but I haven't found out what it is yet so
I can't tell you if you are an aunt or uncle.

Uncle Bobby Ray fell into a whiskey vat last month. Some men tried to pull him
out but he fought them off and drowned. We had him cremated and he burned for three days.

Three of your friends went off a bridge in a pickup truck. Butch was driving.
He rolled down the window and swam to safety. Your other two friends were in
the back, they drowned because they couldn't get the tailgate down.


Your Favorite Aunt

Annie

Ya'll reddy ta go back ta Saraland?