Take me to the quiet car

Written last night:

Dear Friends,

I’ve told you Patrick encourages me to be calm; he insists people in California are quieter than back where I come from. Whenever I speak in my “teacher voice,” which can be heard by the person in the back row, he pats my shoulder. “Shhhhh, Mom,” 

This morning Zing and I came across this license plate that seems to agree with him.

Love,

k