Bonita McLaughlin wrote:
> I was reading the end of "Song of Myself" over the
> weekend and got to wondering, was Walt actually
> the first American letterboxer? What do you think?

> I bequeathe myself to the dirt, to grow from the grass I love;
> If you want me again, look for me under your boot-soles.
>
> You will hardly know who I am, or what I mean;
> But I shall be good health to you nevertheless,
> And filter and fibre your blood.
>
> Failing to fetch me at first, keep encouraged;
> Missing me one place, search another;
> I stop somewhere, waiting for you.

I think we each plant a piece of ourselves and then grow...
not that we lose ourselves in the dirt but that we go forth.
The fruit of our labor is fun. Walt gets my vote for first
American letterboxer, the first to understand he could be
planted and bring forth to others (once they would find
him...) even from his stationary place in the ground --
witness the joy we yet receive from him.

Dan Servatius (Dan'l)
St. Paul

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