Phil will sell it. He can count, and he does not love it. Do not hold that against him. I made him that way. I told him the summer he was nineteen that he was no farmer, and he believed me. He will clear the bank and there will be a good deal left, and he will split it with you fair. I would bet the place on it. I guess I have.
You get the truck because it is paid for, and it is the only thing out here that is.
I ought to mail this. I will probably put it in the truck.
You were the best help a man ever had. I should have said so when it would have done you some good.
Dad.
I read it twice.
Then I couldn’t see it well enough to read it a third time.
Twenty-two years. He’d never once said it.
