Monday, April 21, 2003

Dear Henry:

Tonight Mom started going through a bin of clothes that have cycled from us to Aunt Tracey back to us. They are small clothes that no longer fit Sam but are just right for Joe. You wore everything first. Memories around every corner. There are sweaters that Grandma made for you. There are the basketball jerseys we bought for you. Here are two. Mom and I think we'll retire them. I'll get Joe his very own.

I love you my little superstar.


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