Gilligan had noticed the Professor seemed down in the dumps lately and wondered why. He followed the smart man to the lagoon and just watched him to see if he could find any clues. He thought back to the last raft that the Professor had built and realized what was wrong. It had sunk just like the others.
The first mate wanted to cheer him up, even if he didn't know how.
That is until he remembered something Skinny Mulligan had done for him on his sixteenth birthday. GIlligan smiled before slipping away and getting his diary before leaving again.
When the Professor returned from the lagoon he found a piece of paper on his desk. In curiosity he picked it up, instantly recognizing the handwriting.
Dear Professor,
Don't feel bad about the raft. I hope this helps.
Perfect
Reader
Original
Friend
Excellent
Sweet
Super
Opinion
Rad
Read
Original
Young
Helpful
Intelligent
Nice
Love
Energy
Y
Couldn't think of another "Y". It's ok that you can't build a boat. You do a lot for us!
Gilligan
Roy swallowed a lump in his throat at the sweet gesture. He smiled a little feeling better as he folded it and put it in his journal. He was about to put it up when he saw the Skipper walk by looking downcast. He knew the captain had always blamed himself for the shipwreck even after it was determined not to be his fault.
Roy smiled. He would pay the kind gesture forward.
That night the Skipper found a folded piece of paper on his hammock.
Skipper,
Gilligan did this for me and I hope it helps you as his did for me. None of us blame you at all for the shipwreck. You're the reason we're still alive.
Caring
Amazing
Patient
Teacher
Astounding
Intelligent
Navy
Jolly
Original
Nautical
Astronomical
Sweet
Gentle
Rallying
Understanding
Brave
Youthful
Thank you for your service my heroic friend. It's an honor to know you.
Professor
A soft smile spread across the Skipper's face as he read each word over and over. When Gilligan came in the captain watched him as he climbed into his hammock and fell asleep after spending the day working hard. He smiled fondly before glancing out of the window and seeing the Howells enter their own hut after an evening stroll.
He and the millionaire had locked oars more than once but even he had to admit that quite frankly no other rich man could have fared so well marooned like he had been.
The captain reached into his sea chest and pulled out his Captain's Log.
Mr Howell,
Gilligan did this for the Professor and the Professor did this for me. It's not much but I hope you know that you have done better here than any other rich man could have. You're a good friend.
Trustworthy
Human
Understanding
Respected
Superb
Top Class
Outstanding
Nice
Helpful
Overall Good
Warm
Educated
Likable
Loud
Money doesn't mean anything here but you do.
Skipper
Mr Howell blinked when he saw the folded piece of paper slide under the door. His wife was currently in the other room changing into her bed clothes so he read it. As he did he smiled gently and chuckled at being called "loud". The phrase about the pot calling the kettle black came to mind!
He heard his wife hum as she got ready for bed and decided that he could do the same for her.
Instead of a letter he just did her name.
Loving
Outstanding
Vivacious
Enthusiastic
Youthful beauty
When she came out he smiled and handed it to her silently.
"What's this Dear?" she asked.
"Read it Lovey and then I'll explain."
Once she did she smiled before hugging him. "Oh Thurston you charming devil!"
After sharing a kiss he chuckled. "Apparently Gilligan did this for the Professor. The Professor did it for the Skipper and I just recieved one from our captain."
Mrs Howell smiled. "That leaves the girls and Gilligan himself."
Mr Howell chuckled. "You choose my Dear. Pay it forward."
She nodded as she got out her stationary. "I know just who to write to."
Ginger,
From what I have gathered Gilligan began this trend. He started with the Professor, then the Professor wrote to the Skipper, and the Skipper to my husband. My dead husband then wrote one for and I have had our differences mainly because we are strong willed women but I have come to enjoy your presence. You are very beautiful but you are more than that. Much more.
Glamorous
Intelligent
Nice
Good
Entertainer
Resourceful
Great
Respectable
Artistic
Noble
Talented
I hope your future is as bright as the lights that flash when you walk down Hollywood.
Mrs Thurston Howell the 3rd
Ginger found it on her vanity the next morning and swallowed at the sweet words. In truth they had all been depressed after the last attempt at rescue had failed. The smell of breakfast wafted through the girl's hut and GInger knew that Mary Ann had been up and cooking for awhile now.
She smiled. Who was she to break the chain that Gilligan had started? She got out a piece of paper.
Mary Ann,
Apparently Gilligan struck again. In a good way this time. He started a chain of letters and I'm glad I get to write one for you. Honey you are a sweetheart. I know you think you're just plain but you're not. You're beautiful and a hard worker. I admire your strength and compassion.
Moral
Amazing
Respected
Young
Admirable
Natural
Nice
Sweet
Understanding
Majestic
Merciful
Extraordinary
Radiant
Sincere
Honestly, I wish I was more like you and every day I learn what it's like to have a real friend. I love you Little Sister. Don't write back to me but pay it forward. Finish this chain that Gilligan started.
Ginger
Mary Ann found the letter tucked in one of her flower boxes. She smiled in tearful happiness. Now she understood some of the strange behaviour going on at breakfast. Mr Howell and the Skipper had shaken hands and the Professor had affectionately squeezed Gilligan's shoulder. Mrs Howell and Ginger had smiled at each other and spoke pleasantly.
Now she understood and was more than happy to complete the circle of love Gilligan had started.
Dear Gilligan,
You started something wonderful and I'm glad I got to be the one to write to you. You're a sweet, gentle boy and I hope you never ever change. You're unique and special and I'm glad I got to know you.
Wonderful
Imaginative
Lucky
Light
Integrity
Amazing
Magical
Gentle
Interesting
Lively
Loving
Inventive
Good-hearted
Adventurous
Needed
You're my best friend and practically perfect just the way you are.
Mary Ann
Gilligan found the letter in his hat after he got out from swimming in the lagoon. He smiled with a small blush as put it in his pants pocket before drying off and returning to camp. The depression and sadness that seemed to have come over everyone had all but vanished.
When one hurt they all hurt. When one was sad they all were sad. When one was happy they were all happy.
They were linked together since day one and as time passed those chain links grew stronger and bonded together.
They would remain that way long after rescue came.