He is a photographer in Kensington, and he writes:

"In my line of work, I have to get the children to smile all the time. I hope this small contribution ($10) will, in some way, bring a smile to the faces of a few more."

She is an Arlingtonian, and even though she started her first job only three months ago, she contributed $100, and this note:

"I admit to having a personal interest in this. One of my brothers died nine months ago from a cerebral hemorrhage . . . He was 23 years old -- not a child by the standards of Children's Hospital but very much the child of my parents. Nothing has ever devastated me more than to watch my brother die . . . I pray my contribution, along with every other contribution, can help to give even one child a second chance."

He is a resident of the U.S. Soldiers and Airmens Home, which sits less than a mile north of Children's Hospital. He says that complaining is such a well-practiced art at the home that if there was some way for Children's to charge for "each one of our unwarranted carps, the Hospital would soon be wealthy."

But my correspondent stopped complaining long enough to send $10, and this thought: "I've never heard one complaint about the sirens on the ambulances going to Children's Hospital past our east gate 24 hours a day."