My Dear Friends,
It has been a while since I have had the opportunity to write to you and I figured this was the time to rekindle my correspondence with you.
It was me.
Yes, I feel somewhat dirty as a proper Midwestern gal like me shouldn't be doing these things. My dear husband, Gen Luck, is still in discomfort and mentally he is a work in progress. Last campaign took a major toll on the love of my life. I was so disapointed in how President Irsay did nothing to help my poor husband, I knew I had to do something to cheer up my northern friends as he and I are in misery. So I hitched up the horse to our buggy and went into town to see this new computer thing. I had someone point me to our greatest enemies personal website on a thing called Twitter. It said login and password an the lady said to put my info there. I wanted to post a message to the world! I just wasn't sure how.
Since I was new to this it took me some time....and more time...I was starting to lose hope. Then it hit me. A passcode or password....whatever it is, is generally personal! On my lord, I have it.
Login: NFL
Password: GingersRocks69
I got in! Good heavens I got in! This was glorious. So I sent a messsge to you and the world!
You know the rest and I may send more messages now that I have this new access to communication. It is almost time for the next glorious campaign and I fear for my beloveds health. I hope this may have given you some hope and cheer! I must watch myself now, for the Ginger has his evil doers everywhere!
With my dearest regards,
Abigaile
