[illstillbe]

This is beyond strange, Miss Marple ... I was going to ask you about this very thing today ... for I had taken note of the comment made by your husband, "I miss mining" ... but I thought, ... no ... he was only moved by the incredible sentiment of the moment following the rescue.

YIKES!

I've a friend whose husband works on the Bay Bridge ... all those feet and feet and FEET up in the air ... in the direct opposite direction your husband wishes to head ... if he is even five minutes late coming home ... she nearly shoots him.

Ok. What do you want us to *pray* for?! Tell us. We'll do it.

[Miss Marple]

Well, I don't know what to pray for, even. His job he has now is lucrative, close to home, and the people he works with are quite nice.

But mining does get in the blood. I cannot explain it, but it just does.

I don't like to see him unhappy, but I am worried about him going underground again.

I guess I will pray that God shows us which way to go.

I am, as you can see, sort of befuddled about this.

By the way, one of my nephews is an iron worker. I don't like that career choice either. I am basically a feet on the surface, flatlander person.

[illstillbe]

Jemian ... your nearing the home stretch!!!

Thinking about you ...