Dear 4th grade girls, you are a strange and beautiful species. Thanks for letting me be your chaperone to the War Memorial. You were all well-behaved and polite. P.S. Cora, I love spending time with you!

Dear father of one of the girls I chaperoned, I realize that you are from Russia, and that it is part of your culture and everything, but was it really appropriate to teach/play Russian Roulette with your children, with a Nerf gun, and have them shoot themselves in the head? Just wondering. I'll try not to judge.
Dear school district, I understand that you can't afford buses for a bunch of field trips, so it's okay that we had to walk the mile from the school to the Memorial, and then back again. I just wish it hadn't been raining.
Dear rain, I really shouldn't complain. Thanks to you, all the yellow dust in the air that had been KILLING my eyes for the past week, was washed to the ground in your lovely puddles. It looked nasty in those puddles, but better down there than in my eyes, and my nose, and my lungs.

Dear Joe, thanks for tracking us down at the War Memorial when I realized that I had left my military ID in the car on base, and wouldn't be able to get back on base to walk back to the elementary school. Good thing you weren't at work!
Dear souvenir shop at the Korean War Memorial, Cora really likes the Disney's Little Mermaid mechanical pencil that she bought from you, but I have to admit, I'm having a hard time finding the connection (Korea....War....Disney....Mermaids???)
Dear loner protest lady at the gate to the base, I appreciated your lovely smile, as you welcomed us with your big sign that basically was telling us to get our of your country. P.S. We still have 1 year, 3 months, and 13 days left here:)
Dear fellow-chaperones, it's the little things, isn't it?:)

