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To: Impristine who wrote (119)	12/12/1998 9:13:00 PM
From: Hubert Few	Respond to of 223

-I want a girl, just like the girl that married dear ole dad- Momma, I know you are out there in the nether world, doing your nether world duties to god and the netherlands. I have grown up rather badly.... My body is falling apart, I drink too much, I'm losing my hair, teeth, and social skills. Is this what you had hoped for me? As I clawed my way out of your womb Was it a trap, or an escape. When they ripped my tonsils out at age 2 did you think the only thing that mattered would be that I would not get chronic ear infections. Did you know I remember those nights in the hospital, to this day? Did you know I can't remember what happened last week....where in the hell did a 42 old memory of scary people dressed in white and the smell of chloroform come from???? Is this what death is like Momma? Do you remember when your eldest son got the nail ripped through his lower lip? Is this some sort of test they give you? What is it a test for????? Sanity???? Insecurity perhaps???? Necrotic neurosis???? Are the dead paranoid????? Do they change the sheets in heaven daily, and always with those crisp air-dried sheets that would cut you if you looked at them wrong???? Do they have a well on the front porch where you can drink water from a little tin cup, just like at my granny's???? You know, she died a while back, did she tell you???? 96 is a long phucking time to hang out on this rock, were you, like, there with open arms, or were you always there with her anyway? Mom, I wish I had your faith....course I don't know what your faith was. I knew it left though when you stared out the hospital window with that vacant look/ Did you know you would be dead within 24 hours??? I think you did but you thought it was a secret. I think you secretly committed suicide....consenting to that surgery, without telling a soul. That was really pretty cold! So, mom, I just wanted to tell you that life continues here....more or less the same as it always was only the "lasting" things are mostly gone now. In their place are "tangible assets", and lots of office space and many more cars. I thought of you.....that is why I wrote. I don't think about you very often anymore though, you were such a stoic. I guess it would have killed you to cry for someone other than yourself, eh? Here's to you mom...I know you never drank in this life, maybe you wise up and tried it in the next, it would loosen that sphincter a notch or two anyway, bye.