I am terribly embarrassed in one of my occasional bouts with cleaning, I have uncovered your last letter, dated (gasp) March. Where did April and may go? To atone for my sins, I’m sending you this collector’s item, maybe you can sell it for enormous sums in a few years.
I am ashamed of the length of time that has passed since last I wrote to you, but time really pass these days. It is not that we do not think of you, for every morning I pray for you, the Mandela's and other who suffers under apartheid.
