Dear Future Aram,

Picking out clothes for a funeral is the worst. Even though I'm required to wear them at work, I'm not really a tie person. I guess I'm not really a funeral person, either, so it's two strikes against. Probably pretty much no one is a funeral person. But I think I'm especially poorly suited. Ha.

We've all had a rough go the past few weeks and months, but Don's had it the worst. First getting shot in the leg, and then what just happened with Audrey and Bobby Jonica. I don't know how he's able to keep showing up to work each day, but he's doing it. I'm not sure if I can say that to him though. I want to. I just don't know if I'll be able to.

I looked into the network Bobby Jonica created for himself over the past few years, and it's pretty extensive. I hate to say it, but he was incredibly smart and careful. We don't really know yet how much money he was moving, how much he was able to peel off for himself, but my sense is it was well into the millions. More than his pension, that's for sure.

I don't want to say that it's understandable. Because it's not. It's a betrayal, and it led to innocent people dying. So I'm not justifying it, in any way. But a part of me is saying - this job. They take so much. It changes you, and there's nothing you can do about it.

It's ironic, but the awful, tragic results of his actions just help me understand more why someone would be whittled down, would start to make compromises, start to make life mistakes. It freaks me out, because it's chipping away at all of us. And we're strong - but I bet, in his day, Bobby Jonica was strong too.

Your Friend,
Past Aram

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