One of the things I gave Guy from the residential center was a self-addressed stamped postcard -- one of the kinds with no picture so one side is just for writing. Today, that card arrived in the mail:
How are you doing? are you fine, I know I am. everything is going fine, I miss all of you. to day my caseworkr talked about
me visiting you. thanks for the card. maby
It is good to hear from him.