Dear Ms. Hopkins. If by chance you ever read this, I just want to say thank you for taking the time out of your busy infamous life to spend time with a little girl in Harlem. I lived in your building at The Lenox Terrace maybe around 1967. You invited me to your apartment, which was all white and beautiful, to bake cookies. Imagine that! Then you took me and my brother to Greater Central Baptist Church and introduced us to Jesus. You are so special and I will never forget you! I am so happy for your successes and that God has given you a long life! Oh how I would love to see you again. I'm forever in your debt.
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