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Ezekiel J. Krahlin

(A True Tale From The Castro. Eat your heart out, Armistead!)

©1998 by Ezekiel J. Krahlin

September 11, 1998

To My Beloved Randolph,

I am still here, same address, same phone...just as I promised
I'd be here for you until you return. I remain your anchor in
a sea of troubles, and your harbor. The only thing I've
changed is my name: Ezekiel Joseph Krahlin, instead of Eugene
Frank Damien Catalano. I hope you don't mind! You can still
call me Gene, Genie, or Gene-o, if it pleases you.

I have presently gotten embroiled in a possible lawsuit, with
the attorneys of Charles Schulz maybe suing me for supposed
copyright infringement. Only your influence on my nature,
would motivate me to battle this all the way through! The
copious material I have enclosed, should fill you in.

Look, I'm really sorry for failing to write to you for a long
time...especially since this was my end of the bargain.
However, the demons have been working me over for years,
too...which is what happens when one gets involved with your
kind. Such jealousy, as the likes of which have never been
seen, except when Christ and His Father get together!

I would think that it's finally time to be together
again...this time for real. At least, my angelic protectors
tell me so...and I feel it in my bones like nobody's business.
So put down all your other boyfriends for a change, and pay me
the attention I so well deserve! You are the only one for me,
as I only want the very best. You are Numero Uno Primo Stash,
100% Right little chipmunk!

I'd love to send you hand-written letters, as you deserve such
care. However, my penmanship is remarkably inferior, due to my
many years on computer keyboards. It has actually become
painful for me to write more than a few lines! So you'll have
to settle for a simple signature.

Before I sign off now, I want to reiterate how grateful I am
for having known you. God has truly blessed me with a most
magnificent friend and true love. I feel as if we have always
been soulmates, and this is just another incarnation where we
find each other once more. If you are still suffering residual
PTSD (you know: anxiety attacks, the shakes, self-doubt,
etc.), please know you can always call or see me, and we'll
just rest quietly, with my arms around you...okay? Also, if
you have any doubts as to whether or not I want to see
you...perish the thought immediately! My greatest wish in the
whole world, in my entire life, in my myriad lives in to be here for you, your best, most loyal buddy of

I think of you so often, since the day we first met in October
1984. It brings such peace and joy to my heart! I feel that my
cross has finally been lifted, and that the rest of my life
will be a big chunk of heaven. This can mean one thing, and
only one thing: your cross is finally lifting too. Well done,
brave soldier, well done!

Semper fidelis,