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The letter, “Met a need” (page 3) by Marsha Maupin [May 20, 2013, Sentinel], reminded me of a precious experience from a few years ago. 

Our son had placed his car for sale on our property. He had left the key with my husband, who would bring the car into the driveway each night and put it out near the street the next morning. One afternoon, my husband came in and said he had lost the key to the car. It was a single key, which he had kept in his pocket. (This was the only key to the car as my son had bought it used and it had come with only the one key.) My husband had just mowed the lawn, which is quite large, so to find a single key seemed a bit daunting. However, I went out to help him look. 

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