Father's Day, 2013
Dear Anne,
Thank you for this beautiful story. What a gift, to transport the reader to another world, especially a child's world.
September 19, 1944 - this entry got me and the tears came pouring.
"September 19 is a big day in this family," I said.
"What!" Ida squealed. "Is it my birthday?"
"No, it is your Papa's birthday," I told her.
"But we just got him a pipe in the summer," Ida said.
"She means your other Papa," Ian said. "The one who's gone."
This took me back to the first vacation after my parent's separation, with my mom and soon-to-be step-father. I subtly suggested a thoughtful gift for my dad. I hadn't forgotten him even though that's exactly what she was trying to do.
So thank you for this gift to all of us. It is a poignant reminder to not only remember our loved ones who've passed but that it is our responsibility to share their legacy with others.
Your fan, Janet