The Island of the Misfit Toys
New Kid on da Rock

Sequoia, dear Sequoia. After I read your tale, I was exhausted but laughing my head off. I pictured every moment and that says volumes about what a great writer you are. Van Man was a hoot, and if nothing else, a diversion which, it seems, you desperately needed. Well, he did introduce you to the wonderful world of wackies living on the edge of your island. Add his name to your list of “interesting people I have met in my life”, and consider yourself lucky to have survived the ordeal. Stay safe my friend. Love you.

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