Saturday, January 18, 2003

Dear Henry:

Guess who is finally having a sleepover at our house...


We never had him come home when you were in Kitah Keshet and I know you really wanted him. But as you knew, all too well, we were worried about salmonella. You were always good about not touching things you weren't supposed to.

You know what? President Bush went out with Mrs. Bush to eat at Cactus Cantina the other night. He had chicken fajitas just like mommy and Jack. We still haven't gone back.

I think we are going to St. Michaels tomorrow. We haven't been there since you died. I just found this picture of you on the old tree swing out there. You're wearing the Maryland pullover that I bought you and Jack.

I miss you.



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