Dear Robert and Lewis,
Some of my fondest memories of you boys growing up involves reading to you. We read so many books, checked out so many from the library in Columbia, Mo. I read “A Tree for Me” to you, Robert, with tears in my eyes as I worried about the future of the environment. We read about polar bears, Lewis, and I wondered if they would still be living in the Arctic in your lifetime. We read about mountains and field and rivers and oceans and so many animals and plants. And you both always loved stories about trees. You were both early environmentalists because of the books we read together and the discussions that ensued. We picked up trash on our walks, saved soda can tabs, recycled everything we could, rescued worms from the hot pavement after a rain, and never ever killed a bug. I hope that you are continuing to care deeply about our Earth and will pass on your love of the environment to your children. Do all that you can (and then some more) to preseve our world and to make it a peaceful and meaningful place for all.
With much love,
your mother (Marie)