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Dear Ann Landers,
ur handsome twenty-two-year-old son has had several crushes. The girl he is going with now is short and dumpy. She has a homely, expressionless face. Her taste in clothes is atrocious. A soiled brassiere strap is always hanging out. The girl is so ignorant I don't know how she got out of high school. The note she wrote thanking me for her birthday cake had eleven mistakes. Our son has brought her home for dinner five times. I wonder if we are being too hospitable. I don't want our son to interpret our kindness to this girl as approval. On the other hand I'm afraid to be unfriendly because he might end up marrying her. Please advise.- Thinking Ahead

Dear Thinking,
I applaud you for being hospitable, al-though it's obvious you dislike the girl intensely. In my view you have chosen the wise approach.



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, whatever they needed I provided. What really hurt my son and I the most was the obituary - we were not mentioned at all. Our friends (mine and hers) were appalled. I was embarrassed and upset for not just me, but for my son-who loved her also. I never been so upset. Her x-husband put his wife and kids and their grandchildren in the obituary, who my girlfriend barely knew. They live an hour away from us. I know its silly to be mad over a little section of the newspaper, but it still hurts. Will time let this devastating loss of her and this article ever go away? I am so angry at this whole situation, its not like we can go and rewrite an obituary notice.

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