Dearest Merry B.,
I still love you with all my heart and mind, regardless of your deceitfulness, disloyalty, hatred towards me, and treachery. I was not playing love mind games unlike you, evidently, while I unconstitutionally interned and held captive for 127 days in the perdition location known as Pathways Center Second Season. I also spent and additional 75 days being an object of the voyeuristic and gossipy Troup County Jail officers. I say to hell with the new order of Stasi and KGB, you know who they are, and I don’t have that opportunity.
Merry B. note that I was also bitten by a dog on Hill Street in the period 2009 to 2011. I had my male purse (attaché or briefcase) with me and I could have easily killed the mixed breed pooch while it was about to attack, however, I have a great deal of respect for any kind of not virulent and/or non-nefarious lifeforms. I did not have the owner of the dog put the animal to death nor did I ask her to produce a viable rabies vaccination tag or document. By the way, I bled some after the vicious and unwarranted dog bite. Perhaps I am deranged due to late onset rabies.
P. S. I just listened to Ravel’s arrangement of “Pictures at an Exhibition” by Modest Mussorgsky. I still love you and “The Great Gates of Kiev” with the gong punctuation.
Forever Love and Best Outcomes to You,
Pate












