I thought I’d write you a letter and tell you about things. I’m on summer break and enjoying my free time. The days are warm and it feels good to be home. I just finished traveling through Europe with my friend and his sister. We went to Barcelona, Nice, Rome, and Switzerland. The swiss are the most hospitable. They spend about 90 minutes eating, which is a great tradition that we don’t have in the US.
I’ve been thinking about sending you a letter for some time, but there’s always something that distracts me. I think of you every week, your place, and the good times growing up. I have grandpa’s typewriter and I write with it ever so often. It feels like I have a connection when I type and I like to hear the sound.
I’ve been working on my doctorate in education this summer. When I have a break, I like to take walks on the other side of the river. I’m still working on the girl situation. There are a couple good prospects, but I think men in our family marry late; and that’s okay with me. I’ve been writing short stories and poems. I always think of grandpa when I do it. He was a great story-teller and so maybe I have some of his blood in me.
I recently won 3rd place in a poetry competition and they gave me one hundred dollars. I don’t understand their business model, but I’m okay with it. I thought I’d include the poem that won with this letter. When I think of grandpa, I think of his favorite movie Darby O’Gill and the Little People. I wrote a leprechaun story too that I think you will enjoy reading. Well, this letter is already getting too long, but I just wanted to let you know that I love you and think about you often.