Dear Cyndy, This is the second installment of my letter. My last and third patient of the day has just left. He is a 70 year college professor on whose left eye I operated 40 years ago. The most successful operation I've ever done, - and he knows it. I wish I could say everything I've done had turned out as well. It hasn't, and I can only pray that my sins will be forgiven. Again I spent most of the day editing my appellate brief. As I reflected on your qualms, it occurred to me, that with all its contrived artificiality, legal reasoning demonstrates a fundamental propensity to dispassionate logic which is lacking in other varieties of literary analysis, dominated as they are in general by spiritual imperatives, and by esthetic criteria in particular. I admit enjoying the exercise of emotionally unfettered reason. I hope you don't consider it a DUA (my father-in-law's acronym for Deliberately Unfriendly Act, if I append a draft of my brief to this letter. I don't expect you to read ANY of it, but if you read even a single page, as always, criticisms and comments are very welcome. No, I'm not Prometheus, I'm not bringing fire - or even plumbing to mankind, - and I don't expect to be crucified. I expect to be ignored, to be dismissed as a crank, with a per curiam opinion: Judgment affirmed, without comment. As for family stories with which you don't want to bore me, I'm much interested without being curious. The stories of my family which I have occasion to tell seem in the telling to take on an epic, impersonal aura, as if the sometimes painful memories were sublimated by being translated into "history". Try it: you might end up writing a very good book. About your impending visit, you should keep an open mind. Rightly or wrongly, I consider you and Elizabeth and Joanna family who require no ceremony and no formality. If you decide on the day you come that you would like to stay, Joanna and Elizabeth can help me to make up some beds, distribute towels, washcloths and soap to what ever bathroom(s) you'll use, help to prepare the meals and wash the dishes. To my mind, it's all very direct and simple. If you don't stay overnight, I'm not offended. As a matter of fact, if you don't even want to take the time for a meal, and just deposit Joanna's belongings with or without Joanna, I'm not offended either. If you need to be piloted to the turnpike, - that's easy, I know the way, and you can just follow my car. Life, it seems to me, is inherently simple and easy, if one doesn't make it difficult. Stay well, don't fall, and give my best to Ned. I think he's wise NOT to have an operation as long as he can walk. Pain is part of life; if one learns to accept it, pain is almost always bearable. Jochen