He's alive!

Yes, it's true. My long lost little brother emailed me today. Let's see. The last time I got a letter from him, well, I can't rightly recall when that actually happened. It's been that long. But today, waiting in my work inbox, was a letter from the little rascal. I almost weeped a tear when I saw his name. (Ok, so maybe I really did weep a tear; but because I really miss him.)

Hey how are you doing today? I hope all is going really well. Sorry I haven't written to you in forever and really, you don't have to forgive me. I have kind of given up on writing letters for the most part. How is work going? How is the house? Anything exciting happen lately?

It has been pretty stinking fun here in Fairfield. It reminds me a lot of Vallejo (that is why i love it so much). We're getting a ton a work done and enjoying life while doing it.

I love you tons! You are amazing!

Scott

Dang. How can I not love the kid? I just wish he would hurry up and come home . . .