Then They Disappeared

An excerpt from the preface: It all started -as so many great undertakings do- with a booger falling from a chandelier into a cup of coffee. Well, it didn’t *all* start that way, but this collection of stories did. One fine evening in the year of our Lord 2000, the members of Sincerely Barnabas sat together in a booth at the Whitehall Family Diner. Like always, we were cracking jokes, discussing the great questions of life, occasionally singing, always eating, and most importantly writing letters. If you are reading this book and you have never received a letter from Sincerely Barnabas, you may console yourself with this thought: We’ve never photocopied one of our letters, transcribed it into a computer, edited it, or tried to publish it. Small comfort, I know, but you seem like a hardy fellow (or fellowess), so buck up and read on because these are the good ones.

An excerpt from the preface: It all started -as so many great undertakings do- with a booger falling from a chandelier into a cup of coffee. Well, it didn’t *all* start that way, but this collection of stories did. One fine evening in the year of our Lord 2000, the members of Sincerely Barnabas sat together in a booth at the Whitehall Family Diner. Like always, we were cracking jokes, discussing the great questions of life, occasionally singing, always eating, and most importantly writing letters. If you are reading this book and you have never received a letter from Sincerely Barnabas, you may console yourself with this thought: We’ve never photocopied one of our letters, transcribed it into a computer, edited it, or tried to publish it. Small comfort, I know, but you seem like a hardy fellow (or fellowess), so buck up and read on because these are the good ones.