Dear Dad,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!
I hope this letter finds you well. I'm doing fine, my usual up and downs. I'm sure you can relate. Seems like it's been twenty years now that every time I start feeling good, something gets in the way. I guess it goes back to the thought that if one of us hurts, we all hurt. I do feel the burdens of the world on my shoulders, manifest through encounters with those in my immediate circle, and surroundings. My personal life seems to be the key to everything. I guess I've always felt alienated from others. To follow, or is it to lead one's self to the Lord is the ticket, to over come.
I feel good about my art work, chronicling my path in photographs, writings, and statistics. I've shown blinks recently in a string of 9-11-01 disaster shows, to good response. I'm working on a portrait project, that may turn into a book and a show. Some friends are putting together an łup and coming˛ New Yorkers yearbook, I'm doing the portraits.
I got caught in the much needed rain last night. It was wonderful running around in the downpour between errands. It would have been nice to have had a nice porch, on a house, to go home to, to enjoy the elements. The lord will lead me there.
Be well, Tom
Looking forward to Christmas in Cleveland.
tom