2It was strange; I had a friend who was Mormon, and he never clued me in how theMormons avoided the draft, but then again. Bob Tanger, as a Mormon my have beenexpelled or excommunicated by then, as he became a smoker and a lover of a wildKorean exchange student, high-school girl who majored in being a tramp. This of course the down and dirty fun life leads him far away from that strict code of Mormontheology and boredom. Yep, I have all those letters stuck in a journal, I never thought they may be worth anything. It is strange, but I can remember almost allthose banal letters from home, although at the time any letter brought a little smilethat somewhere in the world, someone remembers me.
“Hi Cousin,I am here in France working my tail off trying to get these strange peopleto accept the Truth and light. Mitt Romney is our leader, and he is trying to keep upour spirits. To be honest, we haven't made a single convert, yet. We stuck here sharing a toilet, and it is really tough going, although the food is good, the peopleare mean spirited. Most of them don't even believe in God. We are trying. but most of these French commies slam the door in our faces and swear in French. The French just drink wine, smoke and complain. They really hate Americans.Hope are you doing good Coz and stay safe.Hang in there, Ricky”
I keep the letter just for grins and stash it with the rest. I mutter tomyself, next time those Mormons come to my door; I am going to join up since it hasto be better than this crap. My cousin was one lucky bastard; he got the best toys,as a kid and could con my Grandfather out money to get a car.I can still remember the radio-controlled boat and toys all from Marshall Fields piled up for that turd.Just as my mind was flooding back to childhood, I heard the nurse step in order tocheck my stats.Oh yes, I am not dead yet. Just laying in limbo. Even though I am paralyzed, I canstill see, but I can't move a muscle or talk to inform them that I think I have been poisoned.The nurse scans the information into her tablet and looks up as another older nurse comes in.Did his kids ever come back? We need to find out about if he has a DNR and get this all this wrappedup?" Damn those kids, just unplug me and let me go. They don't care they are just too lazy to try to findmy Will. Those idiots.I try to blink, next I attempt of moving my fingers. Nothing that I can tell.