A father passing by his son's bedroom was amazed to see the bed was
nicely made, and everything was picked up. Then . . . he saw an envelope, propped up his son's pillow. It was addressed, "Dear Dad".

"Dear Dad,

It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing to you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend, because I wanted to avoid a scene with you and Mom. I've found real passion with my new girlfriend Stacy, and she is so nice, but I knew you would not approve of her, because of all her piercings,tattoos, her tight leather Motorcycle clothes (and because she is quite a bit older than I am. )

But it's not only the passion, Dad, she is pregnant.
Stacy said that we will be very happy. She owns a little trailer in the woods, and has a huge stack of firewood that will last for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many, many more children. Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana doesn't really hurt anyone. We'll be growing it for ourselves, and trading it with the other people in the commune, for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS, so Stacy can get better. She surely deserves it!!

Don't worry Dad, I'm 15 years old and I do know how to take care of
myself. Someday, I'm sure we'll be back to visit, so you can get to know all of your grandchildren.

Love your son,
Joshua

P.S. Dad, none of the above is true. I'm over at Jason's house.
I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life
than the report card that's on my desk. I love you!

Call when it is safe for me to come home".

Lynne