Brrrrr! Chilly Minnesota Liberals

At LU, the Dean from Massachusetts taught me many things, like how to run & gun all the way to the bank with what is called a "quorum." Later in life, I was almost killed in Fitchburg, MA.

08.22.2016

Dear Jen –

Many are forgetful here in Marlborough Missouri, like the motel proprietor who finally changed the battery in my door lock. As a liberal in good standing, I don’t care where he is from (India), the point is that I would like to go somewhere other than here. If I failed to send the e-mail dated August 17 to you, I don’t know why, but I did send one to a classmate who has been a scholar at the Wilson Center. (She attended my school when Eiesendrath was Dean).

How can I be telling the receptionist there facts she did not know about Wilson v. Hughes? Friends of my late dad said he was a very “private” person when he lunched with his grade school classmates; men at one table, women at the other. Regarding Charles Evans Hughes as a relative, he said, “Maybe you should look into that.” I did, and Woodlawn Cemetery had to send information on his grave plot twice. (I’ve had just a little trouble with the mail here).

Apparently, there is some confusion on the death date, they said. No confusion here on my stillborn sibling, who is on the grave marker as “Michael” and in the cemetery records as “Mary.” I emerged from mom not breathing, too, and I think the doctor slapping me was an Air Force physician who almost became my father-in law. No names yet, because it is clear to me whether I am related to “The Aviator” or not, I need a safe place to stay and continue writing, which is what I do as a retired clinical social worker.

A subtle clue outside of Los Angeles, [Reed called @12:07 p.m.] was when a boom operator and production assistant appeared to say, “We’re trying to help.” Given this occurred in late 2010, and I did not “catch” them in the extra tracks on The Aviator movie DVD until 2014, pardon me for hoping to speed this up. As I’ve told deaf ears around here, I do not write good books to be toyed with by publishers. I do not write screenplays, outlines, and movie “pitches” to see all of the material stolen and not one dollar accrue to me.

This process makes me angry, but the nonviolent weapon is my mouth. So, like a busy state hospital LCSW I used to be, we jot the word “Plan” and:

1.    Call Eisendrath’s publisher.

2.    Look up contact information for all agencies/think tanks on his vita.

3.    Look for Bob Nechal’s contact information.

4.    Call the United Way in Duluth to contact Matt Hunter.

5.    Thank Ms. Sudman for quickly providing much information using only her phone. (I’m lucky to have one that functions). 

I still can’t find Dr. Eisendrath? FYI, he was in the room when I asked a man who had lost the presidency a tough question, therefore, maybe I should have my name in the Speaker’s Bureau registry. What I’m wondering is why a seemingly compatible group like yours could not help find some chilly housing, with my $6,000 of pension money or $60,000.000 of “movie money.” It was a woman who appeared in Gray’s Anatomy as an “extra” who said, “William, you don’t ask for much, so you don’t get much.” I can no longer sleep under the political philosopher’s bridge, so please quote me from 2004 as having said, prior to my ancestral research: “Money only matters if you don’t have enough of it.”

Bill