Copyright 2011 Elizabeth Abrams Chapman
Matt, Debbie's husband, trained at Randolf Air Force Base twenty-five years ago. He called one evening to say that his wife had flown down to join him for a few weeks, but she was lonely in the little apartment. Could I invite her out for lunch and shopping? Little did we know that phone call would lead to many shopping trips or thirteen page letters between San Antonio and Atlanta (sometimes arriving in two envelopes because of the pictures sent,too). We've shifted to frequent emails which I save in a folder DEB.