Dear Mr. Tobolowsky—

My wife and I listen to podcasts before falling asleep every night. I just
learned of yours and wanted to tell you that I was still up at 1 am last
night after devouring episodes 34 and 29. Big fan of Groundhog Day, so when
I saw that you did a podcast, I was intrigued.

You tell a great story and I was both moved and entertained.  I was reminded
of when the red sox won in 2004. I was that moved and that entertained. I’m
sure you understand.

Thanks so much. Art lives in unlikely places. I feel that I’m now full
circle from when I was a boy listening to my transistor radio late at night,
and one magical night heard Cleveland—-impossibly far from Connecticut, but
accessible via the magic of late night AM radio—and felt a new seam in the
fabric of life give way to something more expansive and fully realized.