We met in 1984. U.S. Virgin Islands. You don't know this but I had a lot to do with why you were sent there. Let me know if you want to hear the whole horrific story. It has everything: torture, murder, drugs, sex...all in the name of the Catholic Church. Perhaps you already know it. I'm sure you were briefed.
My purpose in writing you today is to ask you to tell your mentally pre-pubescent seminarians to stay out of our diocese. We already have enough of Kiko's trash to deal with. Let me know if you want to see the file. By the way, Apuron's going to need a new home soon. Maybe you have a place for him. How about seminary formator for your RMS. How about spiritual director for Wellington? Should work out well. But just a note if you take him...keep an eye on your hat.
Peace, and Quodcumque dixerit facite. Just makes sure it's God and not Kiko.