| 3/30/81
12:45 P.M.
Dear Jodie,
There is a definite
possibility that I
will be killed in my attempt to get Reagan. It is for this very
reason
that I am writing you this letter now.
As you well know by now I love
you very
much. Over the past seven months I've left you dozens of poems,
letters
and love messages in the faint hope that you could develop an interest
in me. Although we talked on the phone a couple of times I never
had the nerve to simply approach you and introduce myself.
Besides
my shyness, I honestly did not wish to bother you with my constant
presence.
I know the many messages left at your door and in your mailbox were a
nuisance,
but I felt that it was the most painless way for me to express my love
for you.
I feel very good about the
fact that you
at least know my name and know how I feel about you. And by
hanging
around your dormitory, I've come to realize that I'm the topic of more
than a little conversation, however full of ridicule it may be.
At
least you know that I'll always love you.
Jodie, I would abandon this
idea of getting
Reagan in a second if I could only win your heart and live out the rest
of my life with you, whether it be in total obscurity or whatever.
I will admit to you that the
reason I'm
going ahead with this attempt now is because I just cannot wait any
longer
to impress you. I've got to do something now to make you
understand,
in no uncertain terms, that I am doing all of this for your sake!
By sacrificing my freedom and possibly my life, I hope to change your
mind
about me. This letter is being written only an hour before I
leave
for the Hilton Hotel. Jodie, I'm asking you to please look into
your
heart and at least give me the chance, with this historical deed, to
gain
your respect and love.
I love you forever,
John Hinckley
|
