You may recall that while in Amelia Island, Florida I chanced across the first page of an intriguing letter and was led to believe that the second page was in the keeping of Vanderbilt University back home in Nashville. When I got home I tried my best to gain access to the letter in the usual ways, but despite a flurry of paperwork and formal requests, I was denied access to the university’s archives. So I was forced to take matters into my own hands. I got in touch with some contacts from the old days in the Marine Corps and called in a few favors. Thirty-six hours later, dressed in my best burgling outfit, I rappelled out of a stealth helicopter and snuck into the halls of Vanderbilt’s archival wing. I wish I could tell you exactly how I used my numerous skills and clandestine gadgetry (super-squirrelly stuff as we’d say in the Corps) but I’m bound by mysterious oaths of secrecy. You’ll just have to use your imagination.
Just know that thirty seconds after I infiltrated the Vanderbilt vault and retrieved the sought-after document, I was gone, vanished, like a ninja in a ninja movie...about ninjas.
If you don’t believe any of that, I’ve got the proof right here. I spent the weekend transcribing the second page of the letter dated January 12th, 1776 and it’s available for all to see on the Letters to Peter page. I ask you, how could I possibly transcribe it unless I have the actual letter in my possession and everything I told you is exactly as it happened?
Now I’ve got to get back to work on my plan to sneak the letter back into the Vanderbilt vault undetected. If you don’t read about this in the news next week, you’ll know I was successful.blog comments powered by Disqus