I enjoy correspondence. While I am not always a gracious host and tend to prefer beakers and cryptids to humans, I do enjoy a letter or short note. I recently received this from a fellow I’ve never met in person. Spyder, if you’re out there, thank you. You made my day, sir.
Where have you been? I have been looking for you all these 63 years.
I thought I found you once in Rod Serling’s voice. Then, in Jack Skellington’s eyelash.
But you were elusive.
I even wrote a short story about you once. Although I didn’t know it at the time.
Anyway, thanks for being.
As another cousin once said: “I’ll be back.”