Dear Buzz,

Yes, this is for you. You might not remember back ten years ago when Grandma Nigel died. It was just two weeks after my 50th birthday and you were pretty small. You probably remember more about playing in the hotel pool with your cousins than about what was going on with Grandma. But that was when I started thinking about the fact that there was so much that I hadn’t written down of the stories that my mom and dad told.
I bought a journal and started writing down the things that I could remember about my childhood and events in my life that I could pass on to you so you wouldn’t be wondering about me the way I wonder about my parents. Now, just a week before my 60th birthday, I’m writing this memoir based on what I started then. I’m posting things in no special order except that this is how I remember them. I’ll try to put some order to it as I go.
Probably the most important thing about my life, though, is that no matter how much I have experienced, what my ups and downs have been, and where in life I go, I have never known greater happiness than when I am with you and your mother. To both of you, this is about how I came to have so much love in my heart.
Love,
Dad