Saturday, August 16, 2008
Hi Mom! I'm going to miss doing the odd jobs for you, that you appreciated so much. No more hanging of pictures, no more occasional repairs . . . wish you were still here. But at least I have the last thing I did for you, your little clown that broke and I reglued. We never did find his feet, so he's still in your little bucket. Speaking of buckets, how is Dad doing now that he's out of that Chase-Pitkin bucket? I'm sure he enjoyed the brief predicament, as I'm sure you did. I'm glad that he's with you now, to keep you safe. Have a good journey, I will see you again someday (far, far away).
Love, Hugh
