Text: "April 21, 1988. Dear Dave, Cheerio - It's a beautiful day and all is well at the W. F. Ohlemeyer domicile I do have a few ailments but all old foofs [sic] my age are supposed to have 'em. I tell my friends if I drop dead tomorrow, think nothing of it, or if they care to do it, they can call Orel Roberts who, rumor has it, can russerrect [sic] me by telephone Hah! Man, I've gotten so lazy that, every morning whe [sic] I wake up, I've gotta lay there a while trying to figure out what kind of nothing to do for the rest of the day. Sometimes it's not easy. At 87 years of age - being totally useless - I have nothing left to dispense except bullshit. Fortunately, I cane [sic] come up with a never Ending supply of that material and I make the most of it. Three days a week, I loaf at our local Senior Citizen Center. On Mondays & Fridays they have a dance with live music yet, yessir. Some of those old hens may be on the pudgy side but when they get all hopped up on the music they sure can shake a fat wicked leg, to say nothing of what's immediately above. The women liked my new gray beret - said I looked real snazy [sic] but the pool players (men) said I looked like a pimp. 6 of us went prowling the mountains behind Oro grande (big gold in Spanish) - a small town straddling highway 54 some 50 miles north Of El Paso - last Sunday, looking for turquois [sic] or whatever. We found a little. Call it a picnic. At noon we had a picnic [crossed out] a cookout. One of the women fixed me a hamburger big enough to choke a mule. Its [sic] an old mining area. A lot of gold was mined during the late 1800's and there definately [sic] is some gold left but one has to dig a lot of dirt to get a very small amount of gold. - not worth the effort. As an old pro of long standing, I don't need the book on rock hounding you sent but thanks anyway. Some of the new members of our club will enjoy it immensely. If my enclosed check does not cover the cost of what you sent, let me know. As ever - W. F. Ohlemeyer"