Gentlemen, I was saddened by an email forwarded to me by a former WDI’er, where you referred to me as a hanger-oner. I had not seen Bernard in many years and I longed for the day that I would re-connect with him. I did not mean to be a pest and certainly do not like to be the brunt of your cruel jokes. After all, I AM a human being, not fodder for your childish article.

Bernard and I had become very close in med school and I was crushed when he and Sharon wed, as I thought he and I would remain lovers forever!!! I fondly recall those cold winter nights, when he and I would huddle together in front of the fire and he would tell me all about X-rays and other really boring shit!

I was so proud of Bernard when he won the tournament, because I know how much it meant to him. I felt very honored when Bernard told me that my presence, and the pep talk I gave him before we went to bed the night before, is what spurred him to victory.

In closing, please do not judge Bernard by some bad decisions he made when he was younger. I know that the years have not been kind to me, but I was quite a looker back then. (Those were Bernard’s words, not mine).

Morrie