Monday, April 6, 2009
Dear John, T.J. says that Heaven is like a caress that never ends... I say it is like the best hug ever... Emily Dickenson says My only sketch, profile, of Heaven is a large blue sky, and larger than the biggest I have seen in June -- and in it are my friends -- every one of them. I hope it is all this for you (plus the most beautiful 18 hold golf course one could ever imagine). You are looking down on us from Heaven right now, and I know you are basking in the glory of the only perfect love. You will be there waiting for us with open arms when we meet again; of this, I am sure. Thank you for your son, my best friend, whom you have always adored. You will live on through all of us forever. Love, Susan
