The following is a letter received by a pastor from an 86 year old lady.

The lady wrote....

Dear Pastor,

Don't ever forget about us old folks.  We are worth a fortune.  We have Silver in our hair, Gold in our teeth, Stones in our kidney's, Lead in our feet and Gas in our stomachs.

I myself have become quite a frivolous old gal since I wrote you last.  As a matter of fact, I'm seeing five different gentleman everyday.  When I get up in the morning, Will Power gets me out of bed.  Then I immediately go see John.  A few minutes later, Charley Horse comes along.  When he leaves, Arthur-itis shows up and finally I'm so tired, I go to bed with Ben Gay.

As you can see, we all need your prayers..?