Here goes. I have a mission. To hook up with my brother’s pen pal. She was Swedish named Ingrid and he adored her. They wrote from about 1960 to 1965. I’ll know you if you can tell me the reel to reel music you sent him in 1964. One reel. A gift. You’d exchanged many. He was heartbroken our parents refused to allow him to join you after graduation in Paris in 1960 or 61. He had so many fights with them about this. But they refused. I k ow now they regret it. I’m taking a chance you’re still out there and remember James Lenn Carr