TRIFECTA

You can tell everything about a man (or woman) by the way he/she plays. --Paul Huljich, BETRAYAL of love and freedom, a novel 
I had another weekend escape to Alameda July 15-18th...but Alan was accompanying me and we were going to visit Mendocino and drive up the Northern Coast.  I was happy to see mom for a little bit.   I had just been there for a full visit to her so it’s nice to break it up a bit. 
Upon my return to Los Angeles I had a letter waiting for me from Ashley, printed by her own hand on binder paper.  I love that originality and realness.  it was actually a ‘TRIFECTA’ letter from Ashley, Holly and Ally.  How cool is that?  July 15, 1994 Uncle Mike, I am not writing a lot, okay.  I wrote a letter to Sara Booth, Carrie, Emily Houlis, You, Grandpa Bob, Grandma, Janet and Sara Estill.   I miss YOU a lot.  I love you.  Have a great day. Ashley P.S. Holly will write: 
I WENT TO DRIVE-IN.  LION KING IS THE BEST.  I MISS YOU.   I LOVE YOU! HOLLY 
Hi!  I LOVE YOU!  I saw THE LION KING!  I like SIMBA.  Dad’s painting my room.  Bye.  Love, ALLY 
Well, if I had a multiple-choice quiz about what movie the girls saw I would definitely ace the test with THE LION KING!   Ha-ha.  I think the movie of choice in L.A right now is FORREST GUMP.  Alan and I saw it and now we are continually craving SEE’s CANDIES:  Life is like a box of chocolates.  We recently saw TRUE LIES with Schwarzenegger and Jamie Lee Curtis.  It was fun.  I guess that was our TRIFECTA in film:  THE SHADOW, FORREST GUMP and TRUE LIES.  I imagine there will be more fun film this summer.   There are so many good stories to choose from.  And yes, you may choose your own movie just as you can make your own sandwich!   “Complaining Sam” 
I met him on a construction site in the Midwest.  When the lunch whistle blew, all the workers would sit down together to eat.  And every day, Sam would open his lunch pail and start to complain. “Son of a gun!” he’d cry, “not Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwiches again.  I hate peanut butter and jelly!” He whined about his peanut butter and jelly sandwiches day after day after day until one of the guys on the work drew finally said, “Frecrissakes, Sam, if you HATE peanut butter and jelly so much, why don’t you just tell yer ‘ol lady to make you something different?” “What do you mean, my ol’ lady? Sam replied.  “I’m not married.  I made my own sandwiches.”--Dan Millman, WAY OF THE PEACEFUL WARRIOR, A Book That Changes Lives