Retro Red Diagnosis in

[Panache]

Craig,

I don't know your last name

I don't know the names of your children,

or even know if you have children

but you are my friend

I have never been to your house

I have never shared a meal with you

or even shaken your hand

but you are my friend

I look forward to the things you write

Always laugh at all your jokes,

or at least groan good naturedly at them

because you are my friend

We have shared a fictional train ride together to the Great Golden Hall

We have shared a bit of carved and painted wood shaped like an airship,

passed between us through a chain of goodwill

because we are friends

You are in my thoughts

and my hopes

and whatever time you have, I wish you peace

my friend

Sincerely

James