Old People...

My friend is a rather old-fashioned lady, always quite delicate
and elegant, especially in her language. She and her husband
were planning a week's vacation in Florida, so she wrote to a
particular campground and asked for a reservation.


She wanted to make sure the campground was fully equipped, but
didn't quite know how to ask about the toilet facilities. She
just couldn't bring herself to write the word "toilet" in her
letter. After much deliberation she finally came up with the
old-fashioned term "bathroom commode." But when she wrote that
down, she still felt that she was being too forward. So she
started all over again, rewrote the entire letter, and referred
to the bathroom commode merely as the B.C. "Does the campground
have its own B.C.?" is what she finally wrote.


Well, the campground owner wasn't old-fashioned at all, and when
he got the letter he just couldn't figure out what the woman was
talking about. That B.C. business really stumped him. After
worrying about it for a while, he showed the letter to several
campers, but no one could imagine what the lady meant, either.
So the campground owner, finally coming to the conclusion that
the lady must be asking about the location of the Baptist
Church, sat down and wrote the following reply:


Dear Madam: I regret very much the delay in answering your
letter, but I now take the pleasure of informing you that a B.C.
is located nine miles north of the campground, and is capable of
seating 250 people at one time. I admit it is quite a distance
away if you are in the habit of going regularly, but no doubt
you will be pleased to learn that a great number of our people
take their lunches along and make a day of it. They usually
arrive early and stay late. If you don't start early, you
probably will not make it in time. The last time my wife and I
went was six years ago, and it was so crowded we had to stand up
the whole time we were there. It may interest you to know that
right now, there is a supper planned to raise money to buy more
seats. They're going to hold it in the basement of the B.C. I
would like to say it pains me very much not being able to go
more often, but it surely is no lack of desire on my part. As we
grow older, it seems to be more of an effort, particularly in
cold weather. If you decide to come down to our campground,
perhaps I could go with you the first time you go, sit with you,
and introduce you to all the other folks. Remember, this is a
friendly community!!