Letters to the Editor

Someone’s mother

Poor Jimmy don’t like hunters. Good — that makes me feel good.

I feel sorry for the little calf running around the barnyard looking for its mommy, Bossy. Yes, Jimmy, before she was your Big Mac, she was a mommy. Same thing with those McNuggets you scarf down — They were someone’s mommie.

I’m glad you don’t like most people and I hope I top the list.

Donald Field