11/3/1938
To Peter:
Hey Peter, It has been a really long while ever since we met, remember that time when we were growing up that I told you i would not be stuck as a house man at home and that I will travel the world in search of adventure ? Well i am living the dream!
I have left Madison, Wisconsin for a few months now and am on my way to a great adventure. I have been to many cities in the world on this boat, the Irene has taken me to places we dream't of going. Every new city is a new experience and a new culture. I am amazed at how eventhough we are all humans, we are so different in speech and culture. I have seen people from Asia, Eastern Europe, and Southern America, all different. But even through all this adventure, it still doesn't feel right. I don't feel complete. For some reason, it feels that in this big crowd of unique strangers and culture, i am standing alone.
Whats missing? I am having the time of my life, seeing the world, what i have always dreamt of doing, and experiencing the adventure. It always what i wanted. But somehow , i guess deep down, i am alone. There are 50 sailors about the Irene, all tough sea hardy men, yet the sea and the journey feels so lonely. What was the other side of the puzzle?
I left Madison in a haste and never looked back, not even to her. Things were just too crazy. I guess I never really understood it until now, we will never learn to love the good things until they are gone. I lost her, not to another man, but to life and destiny. I learnt about her death a few weeks ago after receiving the letter i sent to her. The day she died was more like an act of God rather than an act of negligence. Fate is a cruel thing sometimes. I wish I could have taken it all back, and done things right, and we would have been the best couple around. I guess loving her was the best thing that ever happened to me. Now i'll never see her again.
I'm sure you know what it feels like Peter. Susan left 2 weeks after you were deployed to war. Didn't we used to sit down and say how awesome our girls were? Gone are those days my friend, its now just you and me. I never learned to appreciate and love my girl, and your girl failed to do the same to you. Breaks my darn heart to think about it.
War's coming I hear. On my trip to Europe, there has been rumour of changes and revolution to free the oppressed. Stay safe my friend, you are the closest to a brother I have left....
Signed,
Arthur
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