Dearest Hem,

I am missing you, the repartee we shared, the words, the dreams, and the confidences. Since you've gone there's no one with whom to share that sacred wildness we had together.

Often thoughts come that you might return, but hope fails me today and I feel only the hole your words used to fill in my heart.

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"All good books have one thing in common - they are truer than if they had really happened, and after you've read one of them you will feel that all that happened, happened to you and then it belongs to you forever; the happiness and unhappiness, good and evil, ecstasy and sorrow, the food,

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Well darn. I rushed to the door when the UPS man knocked yesterday afternoon hoping the package contained "Papa Hemingway, a personal memoir." I'm eagerly awaiting it's arrival so I can satisfy my desire to know more about his fascinating life. And undeniable talent. I also ordered "The Sun Also Rises."

I didn't like Hem when I was younger, but my ( Read more... )