The Elf Herself writes:
Sometimes I do become a cranky old woman, and I apologize. I was very concerned about you and Peter2 (also Greate Pier, if he's still in Amsterdam) what with fires, floods, and hordes of people crossing borders illegally. You pity all the refugees, and want to help them, but how? Love thy neighbor as thyself, but not if it means your own children suffer.
I'll be 90 in 7 months, and Papa Elf turns 96 this week. We know we haven't got much time left, and Baby Elf is very concerned. (She watches out for our health diligently, reminding us to take our meds when and if we forget, and also does all the housework.)
Sister Elf has cancer, but her chemotherapy seems to be working.
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