Dear Folks,

Do you suppose that 90 years from now one of our children, grandchildren, or great-grandchildren will read the words we have written here--just as we are now enjoying those Ray Robin family letters written by our father's family from 1927 to 1987?  And if they do read our posts in those years in the distant future, will they be intrigued by our first-hand testimonials of what it was like in the week before The Short-Fingered Vulgarian took over as president?

They will know how it all turned out during the Trump era.  But they won't know how unsettled we felt as we approached the nearly inconceivable  on Jan. 20.  Having read about Pres. Obama only in school, they won't be able to understand our despair at having to part with this decent, kind and ethical  leader.

The salacious intelligence reports today about our illustrious future president's cozy dealings with Russia reveal how he is so undoubtedly compromised that he can be blackmailed for his financial and sexual shenanigans in Russia.  And the Russians have been cultivating him for 5 to 8 years!  It could be fodder for a best-selling spy novel--but, sadly,  instead it appears to be nonfiction.

Some are saying that Trump won't make it through his first term, that he has so many conflicts of interests, etc., that he will be impeached.  In watching the cabinet confirmation hearings today I was interested to see that several Republican senators appear to have as much foreboding about the president-elect as we  out here in the hinterlands do.

We are in uncharted waters, not a good place to be when the captain of the ship has never navigated a boat before and doesn't know what a compass looks like.

Love,
Sylvia