Dad,
countless viewings of robin hood with errol flynn, making me sit in a chair and not move on a rainy sunday afternoon to watch wuthering heights on channel 5 because i complained i was bored, asking me where snoopy came from because you knew only i would know the daisy hill puppy farm, sharing the winnings from playing 416, my birthday, because i told you if it wasn't for me you'd have no reason to play it, sitting in the rain just so i could see lee mazzilli at an empty shea stadium, taking me and picking me up at the airport at ridiculous hours from spring break trips, telling me (without actually saying a word) that breakfast in virginia wasn't happening (yes i understand why now)buying a brand new bbq so i could throw the biggest party of my life in our yard, bringing home carvel cause my braces hurt and i couldn't chew food, going crazy looking for a copy machine so i could have copies of snow white pics for a student teaching project, driving me to my orals and holding my head as i got sick with nerves at the side of the road, i could go on and on and on and on and all of that is just a drop in the bucket of what you did. you are a part of my soul...i am you in so many ways. i love and miss you with all my heart.
love claudia
