Dear Honorable Judge Susan Gardner Barthle Poem by James McLain

Dear Honorable Judge Susan Gardner Barthle,

It is with a heart both heavy and earnest that I write to you, moved as I am by recent tribulations wrought by Hurricane Milton.

As with many others, I have felt the storm's fierce hand and its lingering ache, for my car was laid low by the winds and rains, and the interlocking device within it - upon which I place such faith - has been rendered inoperable by water from the storm.

Though Nature has left her mark, I assure you, dear Judge, that I shall take full responsibility for remedying this matter.

The course laid before me by your esteemed Court is one I hold with utmost respect and regard, knowing it serves not only my own safety but that of others around me.

Please know that I am committed to repairing the device immediately so I may continue fulfilling the terms and conditions which I so honorably received.

How gracious the branches of fate, even as they bend in storm, that they also bring about the kindness of guidance such as yours.

For your understanding and compassion in this matter, my gratitude knows no bounds.

To you, I owe the sheltering of my spirit and, perhaps, the preservation of my life.

With each bush and tree still swaying from the hurricane's breath, I am reminded of the fragile yet fierce beauty of life - and of the saving grace that brings me ever back to the path of responsibility.

With sincere humility and abiding respect, I endeavor to remain, as ever, your obedient servant,

Theresa McNamara