Sunday, June 29, 2003

Dear Henry:

When Jack was student of the week he took a piece of poster board and put pictures of him and everyone in the family on it. It is in Jack's room these days. This morning Joe and I sat on the floor and looked at it. I pointed to Jack and said, "Jack." Joe said, "Jaaa." I pointed to Mom and said, "Mom." Joe said, "Mommy." I pointed to you and said, "Henry." Joe said, "pfffftt." We went around again and when we got to you Joe again said, "pfffftt." I'll keep working with him. He'll know you.

Yesterday we went to Turtle Park. It was Safety Day. There were police cars and police horses and all sorts of fun things. There was a table sponsored by Children's Hospital called, Ask the Doctor. Of course 2 of the 3 doctors had been your doctors. Dr. Chahide, your surgeon, was there. Remember when he pulled out the long g-tube to put in the mickey button. Boy were we all scared. And one, two, three it was out. And Dr. Gatto, one of your early pediatricians, was there, too. I was happy to see them, but it made me sad at the same time.

Today we went to visit Hannah and Michael in Annapolis. I saw the swim vest that you wanted to wear so badly last summer when we went out there to say hello. I think Jack wore it some, but when you put it on you were so happy. It made you so happy I wanted to buy you one. You looked handsome. There it was today. All I could think about was you. I remember how sweet big Michael was with you. He played soccer with you in front. I think I was just too tired.

On the way home I was having one of those times when I cannot accept that you are not here.

I miss you, pffftt.


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