I guess maybe I should've read ahead... ...i told her i loved her... ...she knew i would not pass her by... ...she kissed me by the ocean... ...i held her by the sea... I did everything... Every fantasy fufilled... she's done with me. What else could I do wrong? Or Right?

Brian,
How are you doin'?  How's school?  My school is just fine.

Listen.  I need to tell you something.
    I'm serious when I say this, I really do want you to go
out with other girls.  You're in college, I'm still in school.
You have a life.  I have a life over 2000 miles away and
I feel as though something is missing.  I know there are
thousands (maybe not as quite) of beautiful girls who
would probably die to go out with you.  We're being
selfish about each other and besides, I'm not going to
graduate for another 4 1/2 years.  I still have to go to college
and get a job, get my license, and so much more.  That's
like putting your life on hold for nothing, and that's not fair for
either one of us.  I would like to be friends with you and no
matter how much you hate this, I will still call you.
Please!  Go out with that one girl.  You guys seem to get
along so well.

Talk to me about the other girls.  I want you to be
with someone who is there with you.  I can't.  If I
lived in New York I still would.  I'd be there for you.
I sure do hope we will always be friends.  And just
to let you know I do, you can still wear my shirts I
left there.

Let me know anything.  Write, don't call (It's cheaper).
Tell me how everything is going.  I'd write more, but I've
got to get some sleep. It's 10:11pm, I'm tired.

    Goodnight,

   Mary

Pictures from summer of 1995, June 28 and July 1