Dear Seamus Kennedy,

Today as I stood in the middle of a beautifully rippling pool of cool water, doing my Ai Chi exercise routine, you sang to me about Molly Maguire. You were in wonderful voice, as usual!

The richness of your peaceful singing was a wonderful accompaniment to the prismaticized splashes of sunlight that had filtered in through the windows to lie all wiggly on the pool floor, in the late afternoon brilliance of the day. It made me think back to the vry first CD you sent me, and the times I was going through then.... and the way one human voice can stretch across miles and chasms to heal so powerfully and so simply. It still does heal, and you will be glad to know that I had to tighten the jogging belt more than another inch today.

Thanks for being with me! And do come again. Bring beer we can split in the sly, in the sauna. Next time, though, I think you better bring your suit. :~)

With gushing love,

~Susan