In April, my sister and I bought a sweet little embroidered wall hanging for my mom that had the Lord's Prayer on it. We all thought it was so nice, and my mom proudly displayed it in the living room for all to see.
Today, she sent me an e-mail. As she was rearranging furniture, she noticed one thing -- a typo. Whoever stitched this obviously took a long time staring at this sampler, but he or she never noticed that the word "will" was spelled "wil."
And neither did I after staring at it for so long. And I call myself a copy editor.
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