DEAR ABBY: My son and his fiancee recently canceled their wedding. She is in the Army. Before she left, our side of the family gave her a wonderful bridal shower, and they received an abundance of great gifts.
When we were told the wedding was "off," we went to her mother's house to get the gifts to return them to our family members. Her mother informed us that they were her daughter's gifts, and she was already using them in Texas.
I said, "No, they were for a COUPLE who were going to be married and are no longer going to be. The gifts must be returned." The woman told me she did not see why.
I tried to explain that my son recently got an apartment, but he would never have used the gifts knowing they were intended for the two of them when they got married.
Abby, is she right or am I? -- EMBARRASSED IN FREMONT, OHIO
DEAR EMBARRASSED: Since the wedding was canceled, the COUPLE should have returned the gifts that had not been used. Neither you nor the bride's mother should have been involved in returning them.
DEAR ABBY: A good friend of mine wrote the enclosed poem for his daughter. After she read it, she managed to get off cocaine.
I just found out that my daughter has been using cocaine. I am sending her a copy. I hope it will also help her. Abby, I pray that you will put this in your column, which I read every day. God bless you always. -- AN ARIZONA READER
DEAR READER: I pray the message of this poem will inspire your daughter and other cocaine users to quit:
MY NAME IS COCAINE by Larry Jackson
My name is Cocaine -- call me coke for short.
I entered this country without a passport.
Ever since then I've made lots of scum rich.
Some have been murdered and found in a ditch.
I'm more valued than diamonds, more treasured than gold.
Use me just once and you too will be sold.
I'll make a schoolboy forget his books.
I'll make a beauty queen forget her looks.
I'll take a renowned speaker and make him a bore.
I'll take your mother and make her a whore.
I'll make a teacher forget how to teach.
I'll make a preacher not want to preach.
I'll take all your rent money and you'll be evicted.
I'll murder your babies, or they'll be addicted.
I'll make you rob, and steal, and kill.
When you're under my power, you will have no will.
Remember, my friend, my name is "Big C."
If you try me one time, you may never be free.
I've destroyed many actors, politicians and heroes.
I've decreased bank accounts from millions to zero.
I'll make shootings and stabbings a common affair.
Once I take charge, you won't have a prayer.
Now that you know me, what will you do?
You'll have to decide -- it's all up to you.
Listen to me, and please listen well,
When you ride with Cocaine, you're headed for HELL.
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