So I am 12 years old- and I am looking through old photos and papers. And I discover you. You have written me a note. " You are so beautiful, be prepared for the fame, fortune and success that is ultimately yours." Or something like that... the point is, I called on this affirmation many, many times over the years. An adult believed in me, and more importantly, expected something from me... I so loved my Patrick... 

Your words are with me always, my success is your success. Thank you...