It's Spring 2017 and a new beginning for a new year. Like the flowers that bloom and tree's that flourish, my heart begins a new year of hope that some day I will again laugh with you and hear your voice. It gets harder every year to keep the strength of hope, for my years are waning and yours are fulfilling the breadth of your beauty, existence and success. I hope your first year at college has been a fruitful one.
So many memories are still etched deeply within me... I saw a small Asian girl yesterday and she imploded in me both the joy I had with you and the sorrow of not seeing you for nearly 10 years. I saw children flying kites on a beach and had the same reaction. Whenever I see a dad teaching his child to ride a bike, I see us. The defiant girl statue now in front of the Wall Street bull reminds me of you, for you gladly rode said bull on one of our trips.
I am heading north to work on my train at Lake Winnipesaukee for the Summer... I love that job more than any other. It doesn't pay a lot but to work on the locomotive is something I always dreamed of. Someday you can come and see me I hope. I have many hopes like that and only wish for one to come true so I don't die broken hearted.
I love you Z. Lily and always will. I know you remember me and for the life of me I don't know where you are or why you don't find me. You are your own person now and any influence you have had applied to you to keep you from me you should prove by contacting me and seeing for yourself who I am. I think you'd be surprised.
I hope this finds you somehow and reading it allows YOU the chance to give ME a fair shot. That's all I ask.
Love you forever,
Dad
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