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little bit of difficulty. And she was good. To deserve the Gold Medal twice."

Now he deserved a third Gold Medal because after the two crashes from the plane his problems were not over: Papa was not at all O.K. This was shown by the often uncertain handwriting, sometimes so tiny as to be almost indecipherable; the too long parts in Spanish, and thank goodness they weren't in wakamba. Although he reassured me about his health ("My puta health is much better."), He had repeatedly admitted that he had had to stop writing because he was seized by terrible cramps and that he was unable to resume the letter until days later.

Yet, despite being "burned more or less in technicolor" and half broken, he continued to remain the affectionate, witty dear Papa of all time.

Witty in describing the "differences of opinion" between the elephants, the "protests of the chased leopard", the conversations with "Mister Simba came in person with Senora Esposa," the night of the first fall.

And even in the detailed accounts of his ailments, which once brought two girls into his room and he was pleased with them because they were very pretty, and then one was gone and he continued to be happy because a pretty girl was preferable to none, and when this too was gone he was even happier because it meant that his vision was normalizing.

The hearing kept coming and going in waves. As he spoke, he often did not hear the sound of his own voice which then suddenly exploded as though through an amplifier.

Now he was alone, poor Papap. "It was necessary for Miss Mary to go to the coast to recover. She wished to stay to assist me. But it was necessary for her to go.

"Since you are a writer as well as my daughter, I'll tell you what it is like in a hotel where the service doesn't work after...