June 4, 1990
Dear Dohn:
I didn't mean to catch you off guard by my letter. I just wanted to give you a little support, expecially since these last couple of years have been so difficult for you.
It was nice to hear about you grabbing that TD position. It will work out well for you. Nice resumé! Sorry to hear about your showing at Café Chameleon falling through. Oh well, there'll be others. Just go out and sell yourself.
As for my overall purpose in your life, well, that's up to you. What ever you need, whenever you need it, I'll be there. You won't believe this but you are my hero. I live to the fullest through you. So don't let me down.
As for who exactly I am? Just think of me as a young high school student with his whole life ahead of him. I could go in any direction. And don't think I don't have my troubles as well. I've been through the ringer too. We'll save that part for another letter however. The main point I wanted to make is that you will never be alone again. I am here and will always be here, and will let you know occasionally, when you forget. Incidentally, I know what a bad letter writer you are. So no apologies are necessary. Just keep trying, and living life on it's terms, and I'll be satisfied.
I want to say something profound but I'm at a loss, however, these words once did it for me:
"This is murder!"
"Your telling me."
"Your in the groove, Jackson"
Your friend,
Donald
© Donald Grube, 2010
© Donald Grube, 2010

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