Dear Mr.White,
In your essay about how you never realized how important going to the lake with your father was until you began taking your own children was very touching. It showed how the bond between a father and son could last past death, and through a shared activity or memory. When your son went out on his own in the morning and you thought back to the time you used to do that with your father gave me a very wholesome understanding of no matter how much times changed, few things will ever change with them.
Remembering my own trips with my father to the Outer Banks and Ocean City made me wonder if he ever was drifted too far down the beach by the current or if he was ever lost in that seemingly endless boardwalk crowd. Those images popped into my head and it made me wonder.
It made me wonder how my own son will take after me; will he ever feel the same experiences I have felt, or will he set a new standard of experiance through which his son will take after him? Will my memory fade over time as my own ancestors did, or will I be remembered throughout history as some great discoverer or explorerer? These are all questions we would like to know, but unfortunatley they are hidden in the mysterious beyond. Though one must wonder if the experiances one has will ever be traditionalized by his descendants.
Sincerly,
Robert Santmyer
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