The Lisa Letters
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“OPEN THIS FIRST” is scrawled on the back of a #9 envelope.
In the lower right corner are the words: “MONDAY NIGHT.” The postmark is blurred beyond recognition, and the return address reads only “Lisa Tepley” in soft-lead pencil.
My Aug. 5, 1977, diary entry reads: “…finished writing a letter to Lisa Tepley. I also sent her my poem ‘The 281st Day,’ revised version. I hope she writes me back.”
Well, write back she did—a whopping 14 handwritten, stamped, and mailed gems that I still have.
Which sort of begs the question: why have I kept them?
What do they contain that generates such affection?
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After Camp Shamineau ended July 30, Lisa and I agreed to stay in touch. I received her response to my Aug. 5 letter just five days before the Family Project left on a 10-day vacation to Missouri and Indiana. A second letter was…
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Completely in the Dark 