I wish I had had time to send his chocolate chip cookies to our friend in DC, who brought this frame to Arlington National Cemetary the same day his son was born.
But it was more important to us that on his son's first day of life, the two of them were together in spirit if not in letter.
When we go to visit him in a few months, we'll have his cookies; and a bottle of Scotch to toast the baby he knew about before he left for war; the baby he named in hopes it would be a boy.
And G. Darling G?
She is engaged to J.