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June 29/9l
Mr. and Mrs. Vaughn and Mary Ball
30467 Lone Pine Drive
Junction City, Oregon 97448
Dear Vaughn and Mary,
I was delighted to get the story of your activities
dated December 1989. Ever since you moved away, I've been
looking forward to seeing you, along with your children and
grand children. I was sad to hear about the death of Richard
Butera, killed in a crash of his own airplane. Such a thing
is frightful. It leaves a scar in ones soul..
What you have done sounds very sensible.
Selling your sailing Ketch the Tynamara was sad, but the
Tynamara was like a living creature. You milled
the beautiful wood you used and it was installed by
you and your family.
I loved the way that you put the thin strips of white
holly between the teak planks. You grew the holly on your
own ranch and cut it to size on your own down-sized sawmill.
The mill has been helpful to artistic wood carvers. I like
that. I look forward to seeing your new Holly orchard and
other fine trees that you have planted.
I remember your grandson Jason, and his father. Jason
is practically grown up now and I'm sure he looks wonderful.
For mental stability is important to fill ones memory
bank with fine people. You and Mary and your family and the
things you do and the wonderful activities you carry out on
the ranch and everywhere, fill a big niche in my memory bank.
Sir Bertrand Russell said that the main cause of
unhappiness is jealousy, and the antidote is admiration. My
sister Dorothy died in 1978. I was never the same again.
I still long to come and visit you and keep thinking
about it. Especially the big party and get-together to which
you invited me. I enclose a couple of articles. One is
called "The Voice of the Enemy".
With friendship and admiration.
Sincerely,
