To Vincent with his bowtie
"Dear Vincent,
You got your graduation, congratulations, my friend. I wish you hadn't spared your locks to the party, I really digged your long, Jesus-like hair. But anyway, it doesn't matter, does it?
You were wearing your graduated bow tie, as all the boys, and you looked kinda funny - but nothing that we would mind. You are funny yourself, even though uncannily shy, smileful, locked in your shell forever more. I wish I could know someone to take you out of your shell and show you the world, so you could be jolly with it. But you got only friend with all the girls I introduced to you...! Never mind...
All I want to say is, congratulations, and make your best out of the diploma you got. And I really hope to see you when it gets down to my hour at the ballroom, in some years to come.
With best wishes,
Hanna."