August 13, 2009

Dear BA,

Sorry I ever doubted you. You were right, Joe Wenderoth is a whirling cyclone of unrelenting, sexual advances. Never fear, BA. I will always be there to protect you and herd Joe out the door when he has had one too many beers and is trying to remove your pants with his teeth.

That image will remain burnt into my memory forever. And I will have to live with it, just like I had to live with the death of my great aunt Marigold, who in my childhood, introduced me to the beauty of poetic verse.

I hope you are not too traumatized from the events of last night. Feel free to call me whenever Joe is lurking.

I’ll be there for you.

Sincerely,

AB