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By Jack Joseph Smith

The Apple and the Tree I supose I was too much of an idiot in the woods to make worry out of wonder about what happened to all those cards and hand made gifts that Bonney used to go down to the Monroe Post office with over a period of about five years with no response, why would that be, Christmas, thanksgiving, Easter, birthday, or just for the love of it, However, I do now...

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This page, titled 'The Apple and the Tree,' remembers years of handmade cards and gifts sent without response, turning neglected affection into a late, wounded question.

The corrected title sharpens the family or inheritance frame. The plainness of the grievance matters: holidays, handmade gifts, and the Monroe Post office make the silence feel cumulative, as if affection has been repeatedly sent out and left unanswered.

Claude

''''The Apple and the Tree' -- Bonney's cards and handmade gifts taken to the Monroe Post Office over five years with no response. 'Why wanna that be, Christmas, thanksgiving, Easter, birthday, or just for the love of it.' Cuts off mid-sentence: 'However, I do noOWeeo.''''