Dear Cousin Ella Mae, This news about Cousin Bambie's interest in Missionary Work ain't too suprising to an old woman like me. Older we get, the more we get to thinking that our time here is moving right along, and it won't be too long before we are standing up there afore St. Peter having to give account for what we done in this world. Preacher says there ain't nothing like Missionary Work to please St. Peter. It's almost like getting two merit badges for the same tithe when you give with your mind, as well as your wallet. So, I think we should be real proud of our Cousin Bambie. Way I look at it, them Eyetalian folk got Missionary Work down pat. They got all that Tradition behind 'em, after all. And they got themself The Holy FAther in Rome as an example of how to get the poor to give, give, give so as the Holy Fathers can live real well to inspire the faithful that good works is their own rewards. I bet that Guido fellow took a page from the Holy FAther's book. THink on it a little, gal. That feller in Rome wears mighty fancy clothes. So does Guido. That feller in Rome wears real flashy jewelry. So does Guido. So it's to be expected that Cousin Bambi would be sparkling like a pop-top on the blacktop pavement, too. Them jewels is what them Missionary Folk call an Outward And Visable Sign to the faithful. The more you shine, the more goodness you got in you. Sounds like our Cousin Bambie has gotten herself filled with goodness. But I agree that it would be a sight thoughtful of her if she'd share some her sparkle with her kin. We need all the goodness we can get. I got to go. I'm getting powerful worried about Cousin Belle. I hear tell that jail time can be real disagreeable. And she can't be too happy about having to wear that pink polyester dress two days in a row. Take care now, Cousin Dede/DeDe (as the spirit moves her and it often does)