Friend Brad,
Roscoe Brown frum Arkansaw 'n Twyla are like two pigs in dookie. I am spending the nite here at home fer the first time since Jan. 21. I picked up a fine woman this afternoon 'n she iz dozin' there in the bed waitin' on me ta give her the dope frum the rehab hospital. They give us a weekend pass....kinda like when Erletta come ta visit Luke whilst he wuz doin' time fer cuttin' the top off them parkin' meters.
We both nearly fell out yesterday when her doc sez "I mite give ya'll a weekend pass tomorrow". He plum fergot us today, but this afternoon I went 'n bothered Nurse Rached who called the doc. After some hush hush talk she sez "doc sez ya'll kin go". She said she wuz gwine ta git our dope together, but they had ta order some more frum the drug store downstairs. Took 'em over an hour ta send up four pills. I bothered Nurse Rached twice ta make her ask 'em why they fergot us. Bout 4 pm we headed north like a horse fer the barn.
They loaned us a wheelchair 'n a short people walker. Tomorrow Miz Bear aims ta see how long she kin set in a tub fulla hot water. Hospital folks jest wont let ya sleep....they gotta poke, prick, squeeze 'n make ya take dope....all nite long. I tole 'em we wuz wore out 'n had ta git some shut eye.
regards
bearridge
Roscoe Brown: Find July! He's been gone over six days!
Peach Johnson: He's gone to Texas, Roscoe. I reckon you can find Texas!
Roscoe Brown: Of course I can find Texas, Peach. I just don't know if I can find July!