Dear Sir:
I will explain why I write.
In my late teens, I was part of a near fatal auto accident that has probably influenced my life since then, since 1949 or 50, that is.
My head bopped along the highway, as my leg, behind the left knee, was skewered onto a metal car piece, and the auto skidded down the highway, indifferent to the bopping of my head.
This has provided me with the ability to see a good movie for a second, or third, time, several weeks after having first seen it. And to enjoy it with all the bloodrush of a newly deflowered virgin.
I mention this only for a sense of location.
Is it possible you were one of the several absolutely disgusting posters I had been in contact with at an earlier stage of my presence on this thread?
My memory tickles.
Are the names similar and the people different?
Are the names not even close?
Or are you one of the ga-ga goonies?
There is nothing but curiosity motivating this question.
If you were not part of the spotted past, there is loss to no one.
If, however, you were in that misty memory, I am surprised that you have still survived - not because of the reactions of others, but of the ability of yourself to continue in absurdity.
gam
ps: If you feel this is an odd note, you may be right - or you may not. g |
