John, your balance of wit, charm, and intelligence…


Your measures of endurance, strength, and stamina…


Your depths of sensitivity, passion, and leanings…


Were not proportioned accidentally. They were planned by me, so that I might go where I have never been.


Road trip!

  The Universe

John, let’s meet in person:



Tickets are selling fast… and you deserve this!

Thoughts become things... choose the good ones! ®

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P.S. And, John, I couldn’t be happier with the adventure of your life.

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