I saw the mushroom clouds over D.C. today. It got me thinking. I miss you. This is pointed, not just at one person, but at the loves of my life. I know you, none of you, will ever read this, and even if you do you won’t recognize my name, it’s been a life time, and I doubt you even remember. We were friends once, intimate and open with each other as we could be with no other. But we allowed that to change.

Crossing the line of friendship is many times more costly that it’s worth. It nears impossibility to remain friends afterward. We tried, but inevitably one of us wanted more and that put an end it it.

I guess the reality is I’m writing this to say I’m sorry and I forgive. Applying as necessary to the individual readers. If you find this, and you remember, I hope it is fondly and not with regret and scorn.

We are in dark times, perhaps even the end times, and I just needed to say good bye. Even if you’ll never know.

With love and affection – Randy