A couple of hours ago, I sat down to try to put on paper from Bobbie and
me some good wishes for you and a few of the thoughts we've had about the
courage with which you've handled one bad break after another. Everything I
wrote sounded like a bad message from a greeting card. So, I'm sitting here
surrounded by little balls of scrunched-up paper, and Lucas comes in and asks
what I'm doing. I try to explain. He listens and goes away and comes back in
twenty minutes or so with the attached. In case it isn't perfectly
obvious....
The large stick figure with the big smile is you. The object over your head
with what appears to to many wavy arms is the sun, which is shining on you.
To your right is a tree, and on a branch is a bird, which is singing to you.
That's a musical note over his head. The smiling faces with sort of hairy
heads at your feet are flowers, which your friends planted for you. And best
of all, the figure next to you is Robin. Contrary to first impression, that
is not a sword she is pointing at you; it's an ice cream come. The specks are
chocolate sprinkles.
I figure Bobbie & I can't make improvments on these sentiments.
With love from,
Lucas, Bobbie and Tony