Jeanine:

I have thought it through… I want to come up with some kind of rational reasoning for all we have been through. I need it.

I have received other telephone calls which I believe are being magically produced to frighten both of us about you.

I have received two phone calls where I determined that they were coming from your office working for a newspaper somewhere. I could hear the ticker tape printers and much conversation.

At my job doing telephone surveys here in Madison, I had called and gotten a lady on the phone and we began the interview. About midway she said she had another call on the other line. I let her go. Two seconds later her voice came back on the phone. She asked if I was still there because she told me she had been gone 10 minutes. On her end of the line 10 minutes, on mine 2 seconds. Either she was never physically there, or she was there and we together went into a timeless state. She got rid of me, didn’t complete the interview, and hung up.

Now this whole thing is getting pretty outrageous between you and I. I really would like you to go to Gateway if you got the monk-cut and have been responsible for some of the phone calls. Otherwise you may not have my web page and/or may not be in town calling me, hence the hopelessness of this letter.

Your presumed step-mother told me she wouldn’t mention my call {apparently to even her husband, your father}. If you are on my web page you may do what you wish with it. If you are not calling me and are not in town waiting for me, you are a very, very, atrociously vain stupid girl. I wonder if there is a YHWH. I am extremely surprised that you did not get anything out of Eddie Vedder's {King Arthur's} singing of Daughter "Violins...Center of her own attention, aahggghhh...Mother tries to make her proud...There's something wrong...Don't call me daughter, Not fit to...The picture kept will remind me..." after I sent you the letter telling you of my opera. You must be a complete fool!?!

Richard