In lieu of a proper title

A new edition to the blog:

Letters I'd wish I'd written - on occasion I will post anonymous letters that I wish I'd have written, or had the courage to write. While they won't necessarily all make sense as to whom they're from (in fact they're anonymous), I'm hopefull that you'll enjoy their content and hopefully their context. Your feedback on this edition is appreciated.

LETTER # 1:

24th of May, 1947

Dear Maggie,

Your visit this afternoon was greatly appreciated. The rhubarb pie was phenomenal as always. I must say that I was saddened to hear about your boy, Herman. Such a pity, really - those two were always getting into it, weren't they? I just know that my Winston would never stand for such a thing - to think that they were going to be business partners!

I must confess to you that one night, back in March, I caught the two of them fondling the cow so to speak, and I just about lost my senses. Heaven knows that, had they tried that with me, I'd have shown them the door.

You know I'm not one to gossip, but the rumour about town is that you must be in tears after what Herman did. To think he had the nerve to just go out like that and embarass himself to that degree, I'll never understand!

In any case my dear, next time you come over, you have simply got to bring me some of that delicious raspberry tart you make!

Best Wishes!

(name withheld for legal purposes)

-Kansas City, Kansas