THANK YOU, JOHNNY.
You are far too kind to me. I don't really put myself down, ever - I'm just realistic, I think. My face and form are not what would entice anybody - but I hope I have other qualities, which might. And I've been just lucky enough to find friends, like you, and a loved-one, like Mr. K., who appreciate me for those
other things.
I very much appreciated your kind words about my writing, which are far, far, too generous. But there is nothing sweeter, to a writer's ear, than to hear and know that even a
sentence he has written, has moved someone, helped someone, or been in some way appreciated. Thank you, Johnny: really, my heart is overflowing, because of YOUR kindness, today.
IN FACT, you write every BIT as well as I do. And I would like to thank you, so sincerely, for your beautiful and luminous story about your Dad, and all he meant to you. That was a superb, a sublime, and an absolutely
touching moment, that you shared with me. I had no idea that one little song would open up that treasury of memory, for you: but I feel absolutely privileged, that you DID share those memories, with us.
Johnny, as everyone here knows - you're a fine and caring and wonderful man. And you deserve happiness, too. What is certain is, you're loved by
everybody here, and you are certainly
my friend, for life.
My dream for you, Johnny, is that you will find the love YOU deserve - - - and that, in the meantime, Mr.
Paul Canon will come to San Francisco, and give you a
GREAT BIG HUG!!!
Thanks, Johnny - friends like you, make life
worthwhile. You're a treasure, and the sweetheart of all time. God bless you, and may He (and all the saints and angels, in heaven) keep you and care for you, my dear friend, Johnny.
"A" XOXOXOXOXOXO
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