I thank you for all the many kindnesses you have extended to me. I especially appreciated the compassion and understanding you have shown me by your calls, your letters and, yes, your hugs and kisses. I went to a German function last Sunday and was moved to tears as I was showered with affection. It was balm for my troubled soul. Ordinary people understood.
Normal people have good instincts.
I enjoyed the fellowship of my friends and left the place in good spirits, while the car cassette player played some of my favorite music consisting of a mixture of Christian hymns and National Socialist battle songs. For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem . . .