If I ever got a letter like this from Jim Woodring I would re-read it every night before I went to bed and sleep with it under my pillow. Hans Rickheit got one after he sent Jim a copy of The Squirrel Machine. Inspired by the emergence of this other, older Woodring letter, Hans shares it now — without Jim's foreknowledge or permission, which is why we only excerpt it here; as long as it remains online the rest of it can be read at Hans's blog.