"The future ain't what it used to be."

To Clara, re. personal:



Dear CAT' thank you for inviting me down to the Carolinas.

It was very quick getting there through the portal.

I enjoyed myself while I was there and had especially enjoyed sleeping between you two, durring the night.

I like sleepng with your husband and talking about how great gonwanda land could have been, however we all know that this can not be true?

I was pleased to see that your boy had grown another head!

I thought that the one he had on was quite enough, however two heads, are uasually better than one.

There is something that I must tell you.

Because your husband and I had shared the bedroom getting dressed, I saw how thick his wrist was and of'course I had to measure his wrist size aginst mine!

All men do this, but the secret is never known to wimen, till now; I told you this yesterday, okay?

The part I really liked the best at my stay at your place, was seeing your husband deep sea fishing, within that cow pasture.

Promice not to say anything about this, please?Men have thier pride.

Wow!I never knew that Blue Marlins could hit cow bait so hard, in the Carolina mountains.

I'm gladd your tiny daughter is doing fine at the University of Pittsecaddo and is now drinking milk in reverse.

To be three years old and going for your masters degree, must be a wonderfull accomplishment?

The phone is ringing and I have to go inside and see what they want.

They always leave more crackers in the box, than I can handle, and this makes Bill mad, as he can't see them comeing, however I do.

Till the next time, thanks so much, Arnold P. Borginaster