Hey 19
I found a letter years ago. It wasn't to me, but I had good reason to think it might concern me in some way. I read it. The letter writer was Mike Broppy. The recipient was my former friend, Drew Dandy. I had long suspected those two (as Bubba Keppler use to say down south) "were homos together". I braced myself for some shocking revelations of man-on-man debauchery. WHEW! That was not part of the program in this correspondence. It turned out to be Broppy inviting Drew and my then wife, to spend the weekend with him at his college. I have to say that seemed even weirder than a gay love angle. Laura was married to me, and I wasn't even invited! That was rude. I remembered that weekend. Laura told me she was going to visit her brother, Nicky, at college. Fine. I was working. Have fun. What has stayed with me all these years was the no mention of me. The trysting was bad, but you get over shit like that once the smoke clears and you count up blessings. B...