Boron - Chapter 25

Boy, did I just have a good talk! I found a guy here who is
very much like me. His life is stones, he's intelligent,
he's Cherokee Indian and he has had some "incidents" also
and he gave me some good advice. He said you can't sink to
their level. Just don't talk to them. He also said avoid
cursing. And, it's funny; he does the same stuff I do: He
runs, he pumps iron, etc. Maybe a valuable friend.

I'm so tired. I really want to get out of here now.

Since this is the last of my first batch of letters (this is
#25) to you, I am going to try and think of something extra,
maybe a little special to say.

I don't know what. Let's see. How about this? One of the
things I have learned here is how precious the good times
and the good people are. I hope I have learned never
again to not take fare of my special relationships.

Like the one I have with you. Let's remember we've got
something very special and really take care of it.

I Love You and Good Luck!

Dad

P.S. I've got four more minutes to do to get my hour
in. Let's see. I guess what I want to focus on here at the
end is my resolve to "go underground" and quietly strengthen
myself. I've really got to do it. I've got to transcend
myself.

And, what I think my theme will be is to make a game of
becoming an expert at quietly diffusing explosive situations
and sending out stronger vibes so I have fewer (or maybe
none) encounters to begin with.

That's It!