(12) THE DEVIL MADE ME DO IT.

DEC.11, 2013

DEAR FOB [FRIEND OF BARBARA, WHO PRECEDED ME TO LINDEN PONDS BY A YEAR; WE FIRST MET AT A PRE-LINDEN PONDS SEMINAR.]

       I’M TYPING THIS IN CAPITAL LETTERS SO I CAN SEE WHAT I’M WRITING.  MY VISION DETERIORATION IS OF RECENT ORIGIN; ADD DEAFNESS TO THE MIX AND IT’S TIME TO TROT OUT THE TALKING BOOKS.  GIVE THE OLD GIRL EARPHONES SO SHE WON’T DISTRESS THE NEIGHBORS.  

      I DO BELIEVE I DISTRESSED YOU A TAD DURING OUR BRIEF ENCOUNTER IN A LINDEN PONDS CORRIDOR.  WHEN I KISSED YOU, I MEAN REALLY KISSED YOU.  IT SURPRISED ME AS MUCH AS IT DID YOU.  ORDINARILY I NEVER KISS ANYONE ON THE MOUTH UNLESS IT’S IN THE THROES OF PASSION, SO I SINCERELY APOLOGIZE.  THE DEVIL MADE ME DO IT.  HE APOLOGIZES, TOO.  I'M ABOUT TO PUT MY TELEPHONE NUMBER UNDER YOUR DOOR.  I’LL ANSWER IT IF I HEAR IT.

                 HOPING THAT YOU HAVE THE HAPPIEST OF HOLIDAY SEASONS, 
                                                                               FOG (FRIEND OF GEORGE)

TIME TO HANG UP THE CAR KEYS