Here's the last letter "Jesse" sent me, mailed from Alaska by his "ex-professor" the day after he died. Apparently it fell behind a cushion on the couch where "Jesse" was sleeping and when he couldn't find it he asked this guy to mail it for him. People who read my prior blog (not available any longer) have already seen the front of the card - a prairie dog. I received this card around the 8th, but held onto it to open with Janna in New Mexico, where we stayed at "Jesse's" favorite spa to celebrate his birthday, September 21.
So, that's the backstory. Here's the letter. Isn't it sweet? Isn't Janna creative?