Dear Johnny,and Dally.

It's been three years since you guys have passed and it seems now everything is... normal. Well, not normal for me, or us greasers, but different, and somehow normal. There really is no more Socs, or Greasers, or East-side and West-side like there used to be. Johnny you got your wish, but I wish you're alive to see it. I still remember that night at the lot where you said how you wished there was a place without greasers or Socs, just normal people, well... I think you're there now, along with Dally. I wasn't that sad to see Bob go, because I didn't really know him, all I knew about him at the time was how big of a Soc he was, and how he beat you up Johnnycake. But now, amazingly enough, Socs and Greasers, are buddies now, we don't fight, there's no rumbles, unless there just friendly harmles fights. Cherry Valance is still the nice girl she was three years ago, but me being 17 now, and her being 19, all we do mostly is talk, and thats even rare sometimes. Darry and Sodapop are doing great, Darry got a nice paying job as a Contruction worker, and Sodapop made a car business with Steve. Dally, to let you know, Cherry was crying her eyes out when she heard you died, did you know what she said to me that night after the movies. She said, 'I hope I don't see Dallas Winston again, or I'd probably fall in love with him.' And you know what Dally, I think she did. Because when we had your wake, she actaully bent into your coffin to kiss your forehead, we were all shocked but when she smiled at me I knew. Two-Bit is still Two-Bit, you can tell he's upset but he does his best to keep us up and going joking around. Do you know what he did with his blade, he burried it. Because at your guyses funerals, we made that pack there with the Socs, and every Soc and Greaser that owned a blade, burried it that day to show that we where to never call eachother a Greaser, Soc, hood, or anything. Yah, I know Dally's it kinda corny but, things would still be the same way if you guys were alive. No, no, don't get me wrong, I don't mean that you guys dying was a good thing because it wasn't but, after you guys and Bob died, we really realized that it's just stupid the fight over differences and how much money we have, because everybody has differences, thats what makes them unique. Dally I know what your thinking, 'all this corny shit's making me sick.' But you know Dally, when you think about, it's for the best, because the more the greasers and Socs fight, the more people die. And Johnny, your parents both died a year after you did, your mother killed herself and your dad, died of a heartattack. I'm sorry, but I don't think you'll see them up there with you and Dal, and I hate to say it but I have a feeling when they were burried, they stayed burried. I read the letter you wrote Johnny, the one in Gone with the Wind, you were right, that's what Robert Frost meant when he wrote the poem, I'm pretty sure of it. I still have that note, and I read it all the time. And I've read Gone with the Wind over a hundred times. Everytime I read it, I find myself sitting in my empty bedroom reading it out loud to no one, hoping you and Dal could hear.

Nothing Gold can Stay

Nature's first green is gold,

Her hardest hue to hold.

Her early leaf's a flower;

But only so an hour.

Then leaf subsides to leaf,

So Edan sank to grief.

So dawn goes down to day,

Nothing gold can stay.

Love

Ponyboy,

P.S. I love you guys, stay gold, stay gold.