Today's Letters: Dear Mr. Loerke, this weekend you and 12 of your college buddies played 30 innings of wiffle ball, did back flips into the river, dominated RBI baseball on NES, peed outside, and ate your weight in burgers & brats. So thankful for Man-A-Thon. Dear Open Windows, falling asleep with you + The Innocence Mission = onesweetwaytoendtheday. Dear College Students Who Read This Blog, sending you lots of virtual Ramen and fabric softener. The two things I was always out of. Dear Husband, you are my afternoon kiss and the man who leaves me notes reminding me to wear my rain jacket. So blessed to call you Beloved.