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March 1st, 1998
Dear Dad,
So Far I have not gotten where I am going.
Some days are still cold, but the further south I go the faster the Earth
seems to spin. It’s a miracle the whole planet doesn’t wrap
itself up like a tetherball and smash its head on the pole.
I’ve been thinking about Mom a little. Do you remember the time
she was working in the garden and shoveled through a wasp nest? I remember
all of us going to the hospital and how we had to squeeze in the pickup
truck. Seemed like there were a lot of us to squeeze in back then.
Did we have a dog or something?
Anyhow, I am doing fine, I hope you are too.
Love,
Jack
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March 7th, 1998
Dear Dad
I woke up today thinking I knew what it was I should find. Unfortunately
I forgot it over breakfast.
I ate scrambled eggs with a side of potatoes. The potatoes were very good
and I didn’t even need ketchup. The eggs however needed a lot of
salt.
I’ll sleep with a paper and pencil from now on, I promise.
I love you, and I’ll write again soon.
Love,
Jack.
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April 14th 1998
Dear Dad,
I finally made my way into New York City. It’s a wonderful place.
All their power lines are buried underground here. Everytime there’s
a storm, the power seems to just stay on. I think you would really like
it here.
Still sleeping with pencil and paper, but so far nothing.
Hope you’re keeping busy.
Love,
Jack
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May 5th 1998
Dear Dad,
I’m in Ohio.Nothing to report.
Love,
Jack
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May 10th, 1998
Dear Dad,
I have been walking around a golf course in Illinois for two weeks. It’s
been really good for the thinking, which I have been doing one foot in
front of the other. This is definitely the place Dad. I don’t know
what it is but things just feel like they make sense on the green.
I have a strong feeling I will be walking around this golf course for
a while longer being that I have so much to think about. Now I’m
doing my best not to be a pest at the club, but I’m afraid if I
don’t start playing soon I might raise suspicions.
I need you to send me some money. I’ve been working an assistant
job which pays the rent and bills, but I need you to send me some money
for golf clubs. These are very expensive clubs, but I need them if I’m
going to start golfing.
I promise it isn’t for girls and wild parties.
I will give you a call at home on Wednesday the 18th. Please be available
so we can arrange a way for you to wire the money.
Love,
Jackson
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Dedication
Chapter 1 - Two Bookends
On A Couch
Chapter 2 - Battery Fluid
Chapter 3 - Whose Fuse Is The Muse
Chapter 4 - Why Widows Sing The Blues
Chapter 5 - Welcome to Sears
Chapter 6 - Fortress of Solitude
Chapter 7 - Rite of Passage
Chapter 8 - Letters of Arrival
Chapter 9 - Keeping Busy
Chapter 10 - You Can’t Teach a Gorilla
to Golf
Chapter 11 - Satellite
of Love
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