Here's a memo to my mother, who is really like no other.

So you have yourself a website, I will give it all my might.

You were there when I was young, even when I bit my tounge.

You weren't home when I caught my peewee, but everybody else got to see me.

I grew up very fast, now my childhood is in the past.

I thank you for everything you've done, I'm very glad to be your son.

There's a lot more I could say, but I hope you know anyway.

Love, your son,

Bob

Grandma,

Thanks for hitting all the chickens going to Chicago.

Thanks for all the things you have done for me, such as, using your car, and having friends stay the night. You are the best grandma in the world.

Love,

Chad