Another random open letter

30AUG2021; 1625, MON

Heyo! Praying you and yours are well and whatnot. I'm a (former) Grunt who goes by Dick; short for my fam name, Dickerson.

That's what they called me and my younger brother after we signed our lives away, swore in, and shipped out to Basic (Training). He's arguably the opposite of a Grunt (i.e. an MP [Military Police]), but we love him all the same; haha.

We both are "one and done" as far as deployments go; but to two completely different war zones. He's actually still in, looking forward to his feasibly forthcoming promotion that he earned eons before; for the most part.

In any event, our mom straight "stans" for you and your unbelievably inspirational self. That Lovely Lady sent me one of your newest vids, "Dear Parents", this very morn.

To say that it was phenomenal would be a detrimental understatement, to say the least. My only regret in that regard is that I didn't get similar advice ages ago.

One more similarity between me and Lil Bro: We're both girl dads. Thankfully, he has a son as well; so as to ensure that our name likely lives on, even if I don't "beget" anymore Little Ones.

Speaking of which tho, I won't be able to hug nor kiss either one of my Precious Princesses goodnight for approx. the next 60-90 days, starting tomorrow, unfortunately. I'm planning to visit them again, in a couple of hours or so, and drop off some roses and such for my fav munchkins.

That last admission put me at almost exactly 254 words, at least on my rough draft, and that reminds me of the fact that my training unit was 2/54 INF (Infantry). This past FRI marked precisely 14 years since I had to hop on the plane and officially embark on my mission to become one of "Uncle Sam's Misguided Children".

On a similar tangent: This upcoming December makes it exactly a decade since I got out and came home. Matter of fact, the day before my "Freedom Day" is the Born Day of my youngest "Youngling".

I haven't had a sip of any alcohol since I found out she was in her mom's womb. No more getting high, and no more treating women like they were meant to be played.

Full disclosure: My only other offspring, that I know of, is her older sister; who technically doesn't come from my "loins". "Such is life"- Random adage that's usually stated in French.

I digress. Just now seeing their beautiful smiling faces and kissing them goodnight (hours after I initially began this note) gave me new life.

Before I forget: I'm pretty sure that my oldest may have just completed her very first backflip. As luck would have it, she was holding my hand while doing so and promised not to attempt it with anyone else.

How on earth did I come to be so blessed; seriously? Also anecdotal: I promised to buy them plants if they behaved themselves, and I mostly received good reports on them while I'm away on this "bid".

Not for nothing, sitting in front of their house tonight with Donda playing while I type this reminds me of the nights back when they stayed in the hood, and their mom was going thru it something mean. Between my then relative unreliability, the frequent shootings in their apt complex, and the constant strife that resulted from piss poor management in charge of the leasing...

I suppose that that's enough of a lead up to my main motivation for hammering out this note. Without further ado:

Aside from "big upping" and thanking you for your unmistakably beneficial influence, that you exhibit with extreme style and grace, I wanted to appeal to your "pathos, logos, and ethos", if I may. That's just "simple and plain", as the living legend Yasiin Bey (aka Mos Def) would say.

The short and sweet of it is that I knew that I wanted to send you this brief note when I saw you share your "digits" in the comments of your post about supporting us Troops. Of course, I had no idea that I would be typing this when I woke up this morning; yet again.

I have a fledgling apparel brand that I desperately need a cofounder and/or angel investor for. Even if that individual isn't you specifically, I figured you might could have at least a general idea of some potentials for me to pursue in that particular purpose.

As is indicated on my site at first glance, "Almost all proceeds go towards providing for my Seeds." That was, is, and always will be the case.

At any rate, this letter is getting a little lengthy, and I believe it to be prudent that I conclude it presently with my link; so that I can head home and get ready for tomorrow morning. If you have any questions whatsoever, please reply to the link to this post that I'm finna send you "post haste".

Either which way, as is written at the very top of my site, I sincerely pray that you and yours "Stay blessed (and free)!"

PeacefulTidings.com

Very respectfully,

Sgt. Dickerson, Darrius, US Army (Ret.)

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TIA (Thx In Advance). Peaceful Tidings.

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