<div class="floatleft">(http://i63.tinypic.com/2eqf9j4.jpg) <br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">Peter Warcaof</span></strong> <span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"></span><div align="center"><strong><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Benefactor</span></strong><br/>‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾</div></div></div>As we travel along, we have another Jaclyn moment.  It seems it’s become customary to have some delay at travel junctures whilst authorities do something.<em>Hee-hee!</em>What am I?  Chopped liver?  I never face further inquiry, just get nodded through.<br/><br/>This time the delay is that Jaclyn gets a letter.  A special one—it cannot be not special when it is conveyed in this setting.  Okay.  Depending what that is, perhaps we will put that into my dear brother’s computer (brain) for him to cogitate over and see if that helps in answering the question of what is going on.<br/><br/>But I am learning to refrain from jumping to conclusions.  Let’s see: possibilities for the envelope: love letter; suit papers; secret message; business.  I’ll leave it at that.  Quite possibly though one mystery (the letter content) will be solved shortly.<br/>