you are in the rainstorm now where your cousins seek raw glory near the bridge & the lumberjacks tell you of exploring the red sea you fill your hat with rum & heave it into the face of hailstone & not expect anything new to be born dogs wag their tails good-bye to you & robin hood watches you from a stained glass window the opera singers will sing of YOUR forest & YOUR cities & you shall stand alone but not make ceremony..... and a wrinkled prospector will appear & he will NOT say to you "dont be possessive! dont wish to be remembered! "he will just be looking for his geiger counter & his name wont Moses & dont count yourself lucky for not interfering is petty... do not count yourself lucky hi. just a note to say that ever since the robbery, things've kinda quiet down. altho theo's kidnappers haven't returned him yet, dad got promoted to den mother, so things are not all going downhill/ mom joined the future fathers of alaska. really likes it/ you oughta see little dumbbell. he's nearly two now. talks like a fish & is already starting to look like a cigar/ see you on your birthday big brother Dunk p.s. adolph got you a trick piece of puke which you put on the table & just watch the girls throw up