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RIP Pauline Phillips

My favorite Dear Abby letter of all time:


Dear Abby — About four months ago, the house across the street was sold to a “father and son” or so we thought.

We later learned it was an older man about 50 and a young fellow about 24.

This was a respectable neighborhood before this “odd couple” moved in. They have all sorts of strange-looking company. Men who look like women, women who look like men, blacks, whites, Indians. Yesterday I even saw two nuns go in there!

They must be running some sort of business, or a club. There are motorcycles, expensive sports cars and even bicycles parked in front and on the lawn. They keep their shades drawn so you can’t see what’s going on inside but they must be up to no good, or why the secrecy?

We called the police department and they asked if we wanted to press charges! They said unless the neighbors were breaking some law there was nothing they could do.

Abby, these weirdos are wrecking our property values! How can we improve the quality of this once-respectable neighborhood?



Dear Up — You could move.  



  1. melvin

    Our son married a girl when he was in the service. They were married in February and she had an 8 1/2-pound baby girl in August. She said the baby was premature. Can an 8 1/2-pound baby be this premature?

    — Wanting to Know

    Dear Wanting — The baby was on time. The wedding was late. Forget it.

  2. sarahnity

    I started with Dear Abby and Ann Landers when I was a wee tot.   Moved on to Miss Manners in my teens and I still read at least one or two columns a day.  Abby was one of a kind.  Iin some ways, I really wish her daughter had let the column die.  It’s still OK, but it has lost all the fun of the old days.

  3. This is fun, on Raw Story

    Republicans gather at former plantation to discuss minority outreach

    “When the first English foot was placed in Virginia, it was here on these grounds that once served as a central part of the area’s plantation life in the 1600s through 1800s,” boasts the website of the Kingsmill Resort in Williamsburg, which draws a discrete veil over whatever events in the 1800s may have caused that to end.

    But tradition lives on in the name of the resort’s Plantation Golf Course and the 374-seat Burwell Plantation Room – where, as luck would have it, the forum on minorities and women was to be held.

    You could draw cartoons about this all day long.

    I was looking for an image to go with “I don’t know why they don’t like me?” for this, but this will do…

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