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I've been thinking of you constantly these last few days my dearest and my thoughts have carried me back through your year of monochrome and have made me realize as I did a year ago, what a very wonderful person you are and what an exceptional privilege it is for me to be able to term myself your friend - I know how you must have been re-living your days of anguish from the very fact that I have been doing it for you, but the knowledge that you can do it with perfect peace and calm and with an almost divine realization of the beauty that cries out from such a sorrow, is a help to me and it could be to you. There are times when one sees a cripple who has an almost god-like expression on his face, but it's not very often that a human heart is forgiving enough to absorb the injustice of this earth and then to blossom in a secret garden of its own, bravely showing the same face to the world - you have succeeded in this rare feat and a mere glimpse over the sacred wall of the garden should make us realized