.MTUzOA.MTM0NjAx

Dear Roger,

I presume I write you in the early morning of a sad day. Surely you, of all men, know how it is - you are set, ready, and then bang - Everything slips out of your grasp.

unclear What is most worth while, of all you do, sometimes slips in so quietly, unclear. unclear you are the American Spectator? What of it? I am asked to unclear and the others are editing it.

I am reading a good deal of unclear and liking his unclear unclear. He unclear

Elaine unclear have to go down. to unclear unclear for a few days next week and I may go with her.

I am pushing forward, a little, the story? - I unclear my house and at the unclear