Adm. Hadley: I find myself most appreciative of the blessed chance to be in the company of both yourself and the Honorable Strawn. Deep down, I feel my genes moved by the mere possibility of being in company with such aristocracy. Should Her Majesty, the Queen, and the President of this United States of America give leave to such importance as yourself and Stawn, I would be forever grateful of the opportunity to sip with you. Two items must be held in negotiation before such a clandestine meeting could be arranged between people of such importance. One, I doubt the Honorable Strawn would find himself pleased to serve either you nor I. We should tend to him, as if servants, if he were to bless us with his presence. The other matter is that the place of such a meeting must serve good, black coffee. Coffee, I’m afraid, is the strongest drink that touches these lips anymore. Of course, that does exclude the apple cider vinegar cocktail enjoyed each evening that Brother Hippocrates recommended so many years past. The physician who is charged with my health suggested no harm from the apple cider vinegar, with the Mother, other than he stated his palate would not tolerate such awful taste in a medicinal drink. Mixed with a bit of honey, the vinegar does seem to me as quite cheery to the taste buds. Of course, some would say the significant diet supplement of habeneros and jalepenos consumed by this body, over the years, has long since rendered taste buds incapacitated.
LIberty, please, to wish you and your cats… welll, at least you… a Christmas of the merriest possible to be enjoyed by a person of your years.