Dear Henry,
I hope you get my letter this time, it’s about the fifth one I’ve sent! I assume since you’re traveling all over the world, that sometimes letters don’t catch up to you.
But Henry, this has been going on for years!
When you were in Black Flag I showed up at one of your shows and handed you a little matchbox van.
“What the Hell is this?” You remarked to my offering.
“It’s a van, for you to play with in when you’re in your van!” I keep reading about your talking about “Your Van,” you seem cranky and bored… I thought this might help.
You took it and walked away, but you never looked back.
“He’s just cranky from spending so much time in “THE VAN” he’s going to be less cranky now that he has something to play with.
Here is the first letter I wrote…
Dear Henry,
Maybe this letter will find its way to you. My girlfriend broke up with me and I feel like I am dying. Then my best friend sucker punched me and I hurt all over. When I felt like throwing myself off of the Albany Street Bridge, I thought about you and said.. “What would Henry Do!?”
Why shit, he’d write a song, and then a book and do a speaking tour or some shit like that. So I pulled myself together, walked home and wrote you this letter.
I know my handwriting is kind of hard to read, and sure it’s about ten pages long, but I just want you to know that you saved my life and WWHD is my new goto when things aren’t looking too bright.
Write back please,
Your Friend,
Sam.
Dear Henry,
I got fired (again)
I know you used to work at a Hagen Dazs,. But from what I remember reading you were employee of the month a couple of times.
I tried, I did, but I do stupid things sometimes and forget. Do you ever do stupid things. I figured if you did you would just shrug it off, write a song about it, maybe a book and do a spoken word tour.
I am sure it will be fine. I feel bad, but as always I just say. WWHD!
But, I am actually hoping you will write back because I really do wonder what you would do.
Your Pal,
Sam
Dear Henry,
It’s been a couple of year, and I thought I would just reach out again,
I am lonely and depressed.
All my friends seem to have decided that they like each other much more than they like me and no one is really talking to me or returning my phone calls.