I opened the letter. I read the letter. I put down the letter.
Then I watched the movie, “‘Night, Mother.”
Sunday, May 10th, 1987
Dear Adam,
After you left today, I’ve been thinking.
Why can’t you & I share an apartment in L.A. together.
I’ll get a job out there and I could pay half the rent?
We could get a 2 bedroom apartment so we each could have our own bedroom.
I would be happy & you could pursue your career!
I would be so happy to get away from Miami and being near you.
If you don’t want to, I won’t. But, would you think about it?
Love,
Mom
P.S. It would cut down a lot of my expenses so that I would be able to give you more money.
It would cut down my:
utilities
phone
air-fare
I’d rather give the money to you.
Attention Weather Channel: Meet your new weather girl…
May 24, 1986
Dear Adam,
Saw this card and thought you’d like it.
It’s very hot here. It’s so humid you could drop!
Love you-
Mom
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Most mothers, upon hearing they’ll soon be hanging out with their son’s new love interest, would react by saying something along the lines of…Wow…can’t wait to spend some quality time with them! They might suggest making dinner reservations. Meeting for drinks! Walking around the city or even take in a Broadway show!
Wait. We’re talking about MY mother.
See the attached New York Post clipping she sent me in the mail about a couple of months prior to Maria and I making the trip. I guess she had other plans for us.
May 9, 1999
You & Maria are staying near Central Park. Don’t go into Park after Dark!
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