Dear Justin,
I went to our hotel today... it was a trade show for my retail distributer... I never remembered it raining at the hotel, so it was almost poetic that as I was standing in the parking lot facing our Friendly's the sky opened up. I wanted to venture out away from Annie and Peter and the rest of the dog people and just walk around, relive everything. I wanted desperately to go into that stupid little gift shop and get something from the hotel, or into the computer room where you always would bug Shellie and I... I wanted to see the pool, where we really fist met, or our room where we goofed around with craft stuff. I remembered everything from there... playing mini golf, being at the fancy dance... thats where lunch was served... I remembered watching Johnny the K with you... every time we've seen him (including camp) and how you would try to be a tough guy and pretend you were too cool to dance and sing along... but we both knew you loved it. It was hard today... not only was I consumed with thoughts of you, but I thinking of people I've lost... at least when I lost you I knew you were gone from me, but other people deserted me with out even telling me... I miss you so much big guy... I'll talk to you later...