Another letter from Patrick, this one dated 17 March 1975. Those were desperate times for me, but how much they shaped my future I can’t say.
Patrick liked the writing style in this letter from Gretchen, as did I, though it was painful for him to read. Some references have been edited at my sister’s request.
WARNING: Sensitive readers may be offended by this letter’s foul language or the reality of the tale itself.
You pegged Pedro dead to rights, when I called him a neanderthal. You said “no, cro-magnon, he wouldn’t eat his own children, but he would eat anything else.”
But at least he noticed I was there. Which was more than could said for you … during the important bits.
By the time we got hauled out of the 2nd orphanage, (the BEST SETUP EVER, lemme tell you) I didn’t even know who was doing the hauling. They SAID … but for all I knew, she could have been the Fucking Tooth Fairy, rumored to exist but rarely seen, since you had to believe it first.
Or the rare triangle-spotted ocelot. Continue reading “You Coulda Been a Hero”
Even in mundane correspondence, Patrick and his friends remained true to their artistic, poetic roots. Their imagery and storytelling lushly fills the pages.
This is one reason I share these letters: to share his love of words and his practice and appreciation of the wordsmith craft.
Patrick saved this exchange in a separate file, clearly not wanting to lose it. His letter was dated 19/05/12, or 19 May 2012. Her letter, which was saved first in the file, was dated 08/12/12, which I believe, based on context, was 8 Dec 2012.
He titled her letter “love and other strange passings” and his “our exits, our entrances.” I present them here in the order I found them in the data file. The file itself was dated 15 March 2014.
A letter from Patrick in 1983 in which he shares jukebox memories triggered by Continue reading “You Could Snuggle Quite a Few Ponytailed Bunnies”
I found this letter from Patrick in a box of stuff I’ve been schlepping around for 31 years, a letter he wrote back in January of 1981 when I still lived in Phoenix. It had been five years since I’d seen him, but we did correspond occasionally by post. Continue reading “So, I Sound Content?”
Another letter recently found along with a stack of others. I’ll continue to scan and publish them as time allows.