Compendium (return)


Here, you will find – exclusively – my humble compendium of letters. These are the correspondence I have maintained with my family. I submit them to your review for reasons I do not understand.

Forgive such musings as here follow. They are merely awkward attempts to understand a reality which eludes language. And, now they are yours.

6.15.2010

Caedmon Comma

My Son,

I read something tonight that struck me as true. I do not fear being a fool. I am a fool and I know it. Instead, I fear that my family thinks that I am fool. That is a horror I can hardly imagine.

My son, find a spouse and build a family that loves your foolishness. In that, you will all find freedom

Dada




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