Sorrow,
I hope this letter finds you (and Joan) well.
I miss my friend.
During our watches together we talked about anything and everything. We tend to think alike on a lot of things. I miss your warped sense of humor, like mine.
It is just not the same here without you.
You are like a brother to me. A day without you is like a day without coffee, and you know how I love my coffee.
No one is upset with you.
Please consider returning to us soon
Missing you (both)
Macterah
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