Dear Simso—
It occurred to me later last night that I’d not said congratulations on the book.67 I’ve been at it so long that I take them for granted, but I’m sure its existence gave you a thrill — and I couldn’t be more pleased for you. Mazel tov.
I also appreciate the inscription — and the dedication on “Bank Four.” I promise I’ll read it and read it and read it — until I at least begin to understand it.
And the rest of them.
I was delighted to see Corey. He’s far too good for you.
Liked your chum Margaret too. You’re all so smiley and energetic — gawd.
I kept wondering, when I got home, why I was hungry. Aren’t they supposed to give you toast or some such with an egg order — or was it on the side where I didn’t notice it?
I also realized I short-changed you guys on the bill. My $20 would have covered my food and drink, but was shy on the tax and tip. DO NOT RETURN THE ENCLOSED!68 (Oops. Tested it against the light. Too visible. I owe you $5.00)
If it arrives. Pretty dumb to send cash in a letter, no?
Hey — I enjoyed it all. And am sorry I don’t shut up.
With love to you both—
David
P.S. I also found something to do with the pumpkin.69 I won’t tell. But nice. I even scored points with it.
67 We’d met for lunch (finally, lunch!) earlier that day. I was in town for my book launch.
68 There was nothing enclosed, as he explains in the parenthetical remark, which he’d scribbled on later.
69 We’d brought him a miniature pumpkin.