Dear Aunt Beverly

email written to me October 17th, 2002

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Dear Carrie,

You absolutely have to send me a picture. Aaron in tights as Peter Pan!  Only thing is, won't you be walking around in a Granny nightgown?  (My memory of Wendy.)

I spent the day going thru a lifetime of photos.  Whew.    It started when I was so depressed and sure I had only months to live.  I decided I had to make up a small album for Pete.  Too much and he'd disregard them.  The more I thought about it the more I realized that the photos just sit there and nobody looks at them.  I don't really want but a few special things.  And your Dad said he doesn't have photos.  Nothing of our parents. Which worked out well, because I don't want them anymore.  Really weird.  I used to treasure photos.  No more.

So I made a pile for Pete, and a pile for your father, and ditched the rest.

In the process, I saw so many photos of you and your sibs thru the
years.  I am mailing you a few photos which will prove my claim that Brianna is your clone.

We go to Williamsburg the 26th thru the 2nd.  I am unable to
concentrate on worrying.  Keep thinking about the trip.

You are making yourself So Busy!  All the Halloween stuff, and then Brianna's birthday party. Making memories. :-)

Did you ever see the movie Robin Hood: Men in Tights?  Come to think of it, Peter Pan dressed just like that.  Giggle.

Have fun.
Love, Aunt Beverly


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email written to me October 22nd, 2002  


Oh Carrie, you are such a honey!  I got a kick out of the package.  Its contents sat on display on the kitchen table all day yesterday.  And the book is-- well-- makes you stop and breathe and think.  I'm taking it slowly.  It isn't a "skimmer".  As well you know.  It seems to be amazing.  And it is extremely special because you value it.  Thank you so very much.

I'm still cheered up from the Make a Wish, and the Prozac has fully kicked in.  So getting your package just about pushed me over the top. Into Stupid Grin All Day Itis.

I am constantly a bit pleasantly surprised at what a special, kind, mature, stable and joyful adult you have become.  Proud to
know ya.

Gotta go and get stuff organized.  4 more days till the trip.  Looks like it might be cold and rainy and Sniper-y.  Too bad, too sad.  We will have a blast anyway!  We are actually Going Someplace!

Tell Aaron to give you a pat on the back (at least!) for being such a Sweetheart.

Love you muchly,

Aunt Beverly