From Paul Harvey...
 
We tried so hard to make things better for our kids that we made them worse. To my grandchildren, this is what I would like.
 
I'd really like for you to know about hand me down clothes and homemade ice cream and leftover meat loaf sandwiches. 
 
I hope you learn humility by being humiliated and that you learn honesty by being cheated.
 
I hope you learn to make your own bed and mow the lawn and wash the car.
 
And I really hope nobody gives you a brand new car when you are sixteen. Learning to value and appreciate are noble qualities.
 
It will be good if at least one time you can see puppies born and your old dog put to sleep.
 
I hope you get a black eye fighting for something you believe in. And that it only happens once.
 
I hope you have to share a bedroom with your younger sibling. And it's all right if you have to draw a line down the middle of the room, but when they want to crawl under the covers with you because they're scared, I hope you let them.
 
When you want to see a movie and your little brother or sister wants to tag along, I hope you'll let them. I want you to learn that family and friends grow by sharing. And it is family and friends that make life special, later in life.
 
I hope you have to walk uphill to school with your friends and that you live in a town where you can do it safely.
 
On rainy days when you have to catch a ride, I hope you don't ask your driver to drop you two blocks away so you won't be seen riding with someone as uncool as your Mom. One day you will look back and wish that uncool mom was still here.
 
If you want a slingshot, I hope your Dad teaches you how to make one instead of buying one. And I hope he teaches you never to gain pleasure from another's pain.
 
I hope you learn to dig in the dirt and read books.  
 
When you learn to use computers, I hope you also learn to add and subtract in your head. A device should be to help you, not replace you.
 
I hope you get teased by your friends when you have your first crush on a boy or girl and when you talk back to your mother, that you learn what ivory soap tastes like.
 
May you skin your knee climbing a mountain, burn your hand on a stove and stick your tongue on a frozen flagpole.
 
I don't care if you try a beer once, but I hope you don't like it. And if a friend offers you dope or a joint, I hope you realize he is not your friend.
 
I sure hope you make time to sit on a porch with your Grandma or Grandpa and go fishing with your Uncle.
 
May you witness a birth and experience a funeral and realize that life is short. If we would do good, we should do it now.
 
I hope your mother punishes you when you throw a baseball through your neighbor's window and that she hugs you and kisses you when you give her a plaster mold of your hand. God gave you parents that love you, that's why they correct you. Later in life, they will be memories that you cherish.
 
These things I wish for you - tough times and disappointment, hard work and happiness. And later you will understand, it's the only way to appreciate life and the people in your life.
 
Written with a pen. Sealed with a kiss. I'm here for you.
 
With all my love,
 
Paul Harvey
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Sent to me by my niece, Katie. Thanks Katie.
 
Have a great day!
 
 
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