RAY PARKER
My attention went straight towards that letter. I told Jeffrey to get that letter out of the drawer. He took out the letter and handed it over to me. As soon as I held that letter in my hands, I felt something different. It felt as if dad was standing somewhere near me. I opened that letter and started reading it. That was dad's handwriting. I had recognized his handwriting as soon as I opened the letter. All the words were squiggly written as if he had written everything in a hurry. It was a full one-page letter, from top to bottom. I started reading it from the beginning.
"Ray,