A Letter From Loved One to Nelson Alexander

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Melissa Hope/Dennison rip

I have never met you but when you were last visiting San Francisco Al came to meet up with me and eat Sushi and we went out in the city, because I live in SF now, I think you guys had something else to do that night... anyway ... I originally met Al in Truckee, I was born and raised there and spent a lot of time there in the last year. I met Al skiing one night through friends. We developed a pretty close friendship and I really admired his approach on dealing with things in a mature manner. I admired the fact that he never passed judgment. Which this day and age is really easy to do. And he also shared with me the different dreams and aspirations he had with school- skiing - his love for music. I was in Indonesia last month and got a text message from Al stating, "I just saw you sister working at the hospital, and your brother playing music in the park? Where's Melissa?" And I texted him back — Al I am in Indonesia, wish I was there with all you guys, but I am coming to Truckee next week call you then." The very last thing on earth was ever thinking for two seconds that Al would not be here when I made it back to the country. I found out moments before I left Indonesia to come to SF--- I could not believe my eyes. 

Dear Nelson,

There's not a day that goes by that I'm not touching something Al touched. I have had to drive his van in his absence lately and I still find stuff related to Al. He made quite an impression with me. You should be proud. You and Susan raised a fine, adventurous and very sweet young man. I really miss him.