We went to dinner at Ari's house on Friday night. I was a mix of sad and curious. Even though it hasn't been long at all, I watched Ari to know what you'd be like if you were still here. I looked at Ari's handwriting, at his toys, at his TV viewing, everything. It was nice being with him and Rachel and Sid and Linda. I know that they love you and miss you so much. Rachel is raising money for Fanconi anemia for her Bat Mitzvah mitzvah. I keep dumping money in a small basket with your picture on it that appropriately sits next to the couch you used to lay on in the office at JPDS.
Good night my little soldier.