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Hi Stephen,

Bar­bara Hast­ings sug­gested I drop you an email mes­sage regard­ing SEO, because it’s my specialty.

She men­tioned that you’re busy, which I under­stand. When you want to talk about your web­site goals and the suc­cess you’re aim­ing for on the web, let’s have a chat.

Thanks,
John

Stephen, son– been too busy to look for a while.Now have, and by both words and images
I am reduced [enhanced ?] to tears ; of mem­ory [“my steam­ing cof­fee, school-bound pass­ing the dis­torted heli­copters…” but also tears of appre­ci­a­tion and awe for your God-given tal­ent in both media. SWIM AWAY and the same arrested –never– to– fall frozen water you and I found decades ago. CHORUS waft­ing us back to or first visit to Hawaii,and Philip’s glee there on a board;that one is time­less enough to be sure it is pre­served from the orig­i­nal islands pop­u­lat­ing by the very first surfers, aeons ago.. I walk the Mors bam­boo path– up Ancon Hill in Panama, to a bright­ness atop;that I will do some day soon..Yes! to your 95% flash sur­gi­cal diag­noses, agree and it’s a mar­vel that grows –until I’m wrong of course. Time to regroup. That’s more than OK about the $20 of which you relieved me-in my case it was one pound, or ten shilling notes from your Grandad Charles’ wal­let. ¡Ay de mi ! You pro­voke me to late-start memories-writing even now
and ! to aim at much bet­ter photon-capturing. For the nonce, I salute you with more than affec­tion. Dad Les