Dear Will,
Thank you for all the hugs. Thank you for the postcards. Thank you for tucking me in on the fieldhouse couch when I could barely walk on my own. Thank you for the snails. Thank you for the rum. Thank you for the pirate-related humor. Thank you for trying to teach me to make fire. Thank you for letting us use your tent and your sleeping bags. Thank you for leaving your back window unlocked. Thank you for the stories.
I guess we'll have to wait a bit longer to share that drink, my friend.
Love,
Sarah
1973-2009