Dear Mother, Since I have been visiting your sister's family for some time, I think I should inform you of the state in which this family is. I have some concerns regarding the well-being of the four members living under this tension-filled roof. I'm watching a horrible train wreck about to happen right before my blue eyes! Linda appears to be a very generous woman. She looks so much like you, my mother. The difference comes over the years; she looks much older than you. It is unclear, however, whether he looks this way because of his mature age or whether the multiple stresses surrounding his family have altered his appearance in this way. I see very clearly that your sister is in trouble right now. I know and understand that she loves her husband unconditionally. However, he is overly defensive when it comes to what is said about him. It was like walking on eggshells when I asked very general questions about my uncle. Mrs. Loman never seems to take a break from reassuring herself and anyone who will listen that her husband is a good man, the best. This behavior is not healthy on any level in my personal opinion. I cannot understand coming here as a guest, with a few wise years under my belt, and I can see that this lifestyle of keeping the truth under lock and key is very wrong; yet Linda cannot admit to having seen it with her own eyes. I'm sure she understands what's so wrong, but she refuses to acknowledge it in any way. He tries very hard to wear many masks; masking the problem he has. During the first five days of my stay here at the Lomans, Mr. Loman was nowhere to be seen. I asked about him and Linda said he was a good salesman who is around doing what salesmen do best. During those first five days, even though the man was nowhere to be seen, every word that came out of your sister's mouth seemed to be a tribute to Willy. Mrs. Loman boasted to Mr. Loman as if he could hear her miles away on the road.