I never understood why women stayed with trash dudes until I bought a Jeep. Now I say things like “It might be a piece of shit but it’s my piece of shit” and “No matter how much work it takes I’ll fix it.” It all makes sense now.
Dear Mrs. Taylor,
Maj Taylor was my friend. I wrote this letter for his family.
I hope this little contribution eases your pain.
Note: this letter was sent to his physical add by one my American mentors. I tried to email too but I failed to find her email.