My dear, it has been done, not once but time and time again. We told a story the other night, how many people believed it is irrelevant as far as I am concerned, but there’s no…you can’t rationalize it. How could a man in his excitement, after having had the most wonderful experience, share that experience with a dear friend back East in the form of a letter; and late on the evening of, say, Thursday he posts the letter; it’s marked by the Postal Department, the time is evening; it’s Los Angeles. If you take the difference in time between here and where it was posted, that office was already closed. When he posted it, that office was closed. It wasn’t opened by anyone, it wasn’t sent in any strange manner, just an Air Mail, not Special Delivery. When the manager of that office arrived the next day that letter was on his desk and yet the mail of the day had not yet been delivered. So she got on the wire and called, “How could this thing be?” There are so many strange things in this world.734 ¶63