I feel pain and joy.
Possibly part of my funk is withdrawal caused by the loss of my job and consequent boredom, plus the frustration of not to be able to respond directly to some of the blog comments.
Well, if I am free in a few months then I can, and if not, after I find a place in my new prison, maybe I can acquire a few pen pals!
No matter what, you have given me the greatest gift of your time and talents and the positive energy I have gotten from this blog project will always be in my mind no matter what dark days I have ahead. Of course, this is part of the problem, seeing the possibility of a life with real people, yet still being hog-tied. But that proves I am still human. I feel pain and joy.
I am also enclosing an article on a coaster stall. Maybe you could send it to Annabel
on my behalf just to let her know I am thinking of her (not romantically but as a friend).
One of the books you recently sent was a book copyrighted in 1948 (hardcover) with the paperback printed in 1961! You cannot beat it for the use of language, and the idea of handling a book over forty years old! You cannot even pull up a text file from ten years ago. The printed word lives!
The enclosed death penalty article is about one of the individuals I got to share a cell next to while spending time in the county jail. That is a conversation for another time when we are having that anchovy pizza! Just file it in the archives please!