The Crumpled $20 Bill Game: My Favorite Family Tradition - Page 3
Over the second 40 years of your life those crumpled 20s turned into other gestures of kindness that helped define for me what family was all about. They became a high school internship for me at the radio station where you worked – introducing me to the VIPs and making me feel very grown up – not to mention free room and board all summer and a pool to boot!
Later, the gesture was a role in your food trade newspaper – which gave me some hands on newspaper experience that served me well when interviewing for jobs after graduation. And perhaps just the greatest treasure for me – getting to know you as an adult when you and Aunt Minnie have visited me over the years – and watching you develop as a character among my children who still refer to you as “Apple Jack” as Zachary first did 6 years ago, when not quite able to say “Uncle”.
So, I have a little gift for you that you can open now. Look in your shirt pocket. You’ll find a crumpled $20 bill I left in there for you when I visited you last with Zoe. It’s not much, but as you always taught me good things come in small packages; that way they can be carried with you throughout your entire life.
Happy Birthday, Apple Jack!
Love, Your Niece, Pamela