Therapeutic Letters By: Trivette Lover Heather Dedicated to my #1 Character, Henry Blake...

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"Boy, sure do miss you around here. I wish I could express how angry I am right now as I write this. It's a miracle I can control it all. Although I'm sure you saw my outburst after the OR session when Radar came in and told us. I think if Trapper hadn't of been there I would have torn down the entire MASH. Maybe its better that way, it feels so weird around here without you anyhow. We got this new CO, seems alright. But I mean there will never be another Henry Blake. Not in the history of the army. Not even in the dreaded future of it either. You my friend were the best. You were another key that made this maze worth going through. I wish you didn't have to go. I wish you would have made it home. Oh how I wish that with all I got in me. Poor Radar misses you like the dickens. I think it would be alright if we knew you were alright and home with your kids. But you're not. And that's when the arrow was pushed all the way through. I wish I could take your place Henry, and you could take another plane and be home with your family. But I wish this, I wish that. Does nothing really. But Sidney said it'd be good for me to write these things to you, said it would be, therapeutic, so here I am writing to the Late Great Henry Blake. God only knows if you can hear me. I don't know if I'll keep writing these Henry, but it does make me feel a little bit better. Hey whatever helps me from assassinating Frank right? Anyway, I'm gonna try and get some sleep, we're due in heavy casualties soon; I guess you don't miss that do ya huh? Well, if you're in heaven, put in a good word for us will ya? And tell him Hawkeye Pierce says this place could use a miracle...Night Henry."

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Henry Blake grinned big and shook his head.

"You are the miracle Pierce...by God, you are the miracle"

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THE END

AN: Would you like me to continue? I was thinking just one chapter, but its up to you readers. Please let me know. You take care...-TLH