Monday, November 03, 2008

Twenty years ago today I was in my bunk in the barracks of the U.S. Border Patrol Academy when I was awakened for a phone call. I knew what it was. I went to the phone to hear that my third child had been born.

I would not see Ilsen until I flew home for Christmas. She has been a tremendous joy to me.

She was married this past April and although I know she is very young I know that she is in good hands.

I love you very much sweetie.

I have a picture of me on my 20th birthday. I was almost as thin as you as I stood on a dirt road in Oruro, Bolivia. There was a dusting of snow and I had my favorite leather jacket on. I feasted on a roast chicken that day.

I love you too, Dad.
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