Dearest Cheryl,

circa 1991
A letter to Cheryl, my smartest high school friend. Written after moving 400 miles away.

dearest cheryl,

your undomesticated tracy is proceeding to take up knitting so as to make her boyfriend a scarf to take on the slopes with him. it should be interesting.

have taken up poetry instead of novels because easier to read a poem before bed. anne sexton is the xxxx best poet and why cant i be her?

having much fun writing fo rthe school paper because all I do is music reviews and share my opinion. It’s great xx xxx and much more fun than covering the football team.

in xxxxxxxxxx english reading Heart Of Darkness, which is the book to Apocalypse Now and i am distressedthat i haven’t struck the interesting xxx note. i really want to read and like this, but cannot surpass page three. have you read it?

thanksgiving am going with jamie’s family to nyc to his grandparents’. am nearly bouncing off walls at the prospect of spending four days there.

xxxxxxx

so cheryl, xxxx when are you coming to visit me? i’m assuming you drive now and i cannot wait.

well ill letyuo go now (and readjust your eyes to good typing) and will be awaiting yoour letter.

hope you had a wonderful birthday.