I’m wondering if my memory is shot.  Today I forgot to post an entry here until past ten at night.  I wondered all day why the mailman didn’t pick up the letter in my mailbox, too–and forgot I was supposed to phone my sister this afternoon.  Ridiculous.  And I had a terrific poem from Marton for display.  That I will post tomorrow rather than now because I want to spend some time to discuss it.  Right now, though, I want to get my entry out of the way as fast as possible, so I can go back to bed.  Ergo, here is an SASE from J. F. Rochard:

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