dear dave

walking into work last friday, I took the alley route. I walked past a map, up on a grassy stoop, and it was raining. I walked a little further, then got the idea to print on it, turned back, and scooped it up. Reminded me of driving to Illinois in the station wagon with my family. Those LONG car rides. All day. Pulling out big giant maps, and stopping for gas. Those WONDERFUL blue rest stop signs. They ment momentary escape from the car. But they were usually depressing.

Anyway-maybe the map will lead me to treasure. All I need is on this map. I just need to be able to read the code. Maybe I will make my own code.