Hi Jared,

I was driving down the road on my way home from work  the other day and I was wishing I could pick up the phone and call you.  I have so many thoughts that swirl around in my head that I want to tell you. I don’t want to forget all those little thoughts and I hope some day that you will get to read these little quips from my brain and we will be connected. Maybe this time will not seem like such a long dessert between us.

Today I drove on the Jack Warner Parkway and bridge.  I always think of you when I drive by this area.  Do you remember when I brought you your lunch? I told the guy ” hey I’m Jared Beach’s mom and he forgot his lunch…”  insert nutty imogees here.  I have no idea where my brain was. The guy got a kick out of it if I remember what you told me…   Every time I see someone wearing those ugly green pants you had to wear I want to run up to them and say ” hey do you know my son Jared? ”  never mind it’s a huge plant and you don’t work there anymore.. I have a way of accosting people when it comes to you.  I will never forget being at Hungry Howies and meeting that guy that was from West Virginia.  When I found out what kind of professor he was I immediately began to tell him all about you.  I guess I get my shy gene from papap.

It seems that everything from Jack Warner Parkway on over the spillway reminds me of you.  Each time I drive over the spillway I wonder where you are, and where Elizabeth is. I think about the time I was so nervous to bring her gifts after her surgery.  I was nervous to meet her mom. I did not want to say anything stupid and make a bad impression that would embarrass you.  Elizabeth was in too much pain for me to get to see her but I got to meet her mom.