CHILDPROOF CAP FOR MEDICATION DOESN'T LOCK IN SAFETY.

Byline: ANN LANDERS 

Dear Ann Landers: I almost lost my 4-year-old daughter a few weeks ago. She took an overdose of a medication, even though it was in a childproof container on the top shelf of the medicine cabinet, 5 feet above the floor.

I awakened that night when I heard "Mary" fall out of bed. She seemed confused and "wired." When I saw the open pill bottle, I rushed her to the emergency room. Thank God, they were able to save her.

That nightmare could have been prevented by buying a $15 toolbox with a padlock. It's the safest way to store medication if there are children in the house. Now I even keep cleaning preparations in lockable tubs.

This simple precaution didn't occur to me until tragedy struck. I hope your readers will invest $15 in their children's safety. When little ones learn to walk, they also climb, and any child who has watched an adult open a childproof lid is liable to try to do it, too.

- K.R.

Dear K.R.: You'll never know how many little lives you saved today. And thank you, too, on behalf of toolbox manufacturers everywhere.

Dear Ann Landers: Can you stand one more love-at-first-sight letter?

We both worked downtown. Our buildings were across the street from one another, but I didn't know it at the time. My office faced the window overlooking the parking lot.

One day, I saw this great-looking guy walk into his building from the garage. Bam! It hit me that this was the man I was going to marry. I don't know how I knew it, I just did.

I watched my dreamboat for about a month. Then, I decided to make a bold move. I typed a poem on pink paper and signed it "Your Secret Admirer," sealed it with a lipstick kiss and taped it to his windshield.

A few days later, I was summoned to the top-floor offices and ushered into a room where several higher-ups were sitting grim-faced. I thought for sure I was about to be fired. Then, they smiled and told me to look out the window. I saw a 100-foot banner on the building across the way. It read, "SECRET ADMIRER WANTED - NEED NAME AND NUMBER SOON."

The following evening, we had our first date. Four months later, we were married. We recently celebrated our seventh wedding anniversary, have two lovely children and are still very much in love.

- S.K.R., Topeka, Kan.

Dear S.K.R.: Your letter made me smile all day. What lovely bosses you have! Thanks for writing.

Dear Ann Landers: We have a dear aunt, Sister Concepta, who has been a nun for over 50 years. She is younger than all of us in spirit and has a great sense of humor. I'd like to pass along something she sent.

- Bethlehem, Pa.

Dear Bethlehem: Thanks for that badly needed laugh. We can all use one. I'm passing it on. Here it is:

After the death of a never-married 94-year-old woman of his parish, the rector was given a note from her personal belongings. In the woman's handwriting were specific instructions for her funeral service. Along with suggestions for Scripture readings and music were the following orders: "There will be no male pallbearers. Since they wouldn't take me out when I was alive, I don't want them to take me out when I'm dead."