written all this to you, Junie? I don't quite know - but I think its important to remember guys like Schmitt - because, and maybe here's my point, he's the me that would have been if I hadn't had you. Thats not just slick phrasing, sweetheart. I believe it with all my heart. Watching Schmitt and listening to him was me talking to Sullivan back at Notre Dame. But where Schmitt loses is the immediate future. My new found strength was reborn a thousandfold through you, Junie dear. The things that were so disturbing me at Notre Dame were gloriously confirmed in our marriage. I *was* a new guy - and I *was* alone - *but* I had a wife who *believed* in me. Poor Schmitt must live these next weeks and months only with the distressing knowledge of the first two. For without the belief in yourself and eager acknowledgement internally of the metamorphosis - which would have come so *much* more slowly to me were it not for *you*, Sug - its a tough row to hoe. So once again, angel - my everlasting thanks - and blessings on your head with the fringe on top! Or has the fringe gone? Regardless! Blessings and *more* blessings on your deliscious [sic] noodle!

Forgive the length and wordiness, McSnoony darling - but I had to lay it out so I could straighten what was nudging me in the back of my sunburned cranium. Like always,