One doesn’t know how to bring a letter of this sort to a close. There isn’t a template for such a thing. I’ve sat here for quite some time, and I don’t know what else to say other than you get to be seventy-four and you think it’ll be a nice easy coast to the end, and then you find out all along you had a sister living in Washington, DC. I guess I would like to know about you. What has come to pass in your life?
