Thinking today, little sweetheart of that little flashlight I got for you. Do you remember?
You were working at ACT at the YC. Craig Slaight had hired you as the dialect coach for an Irish play they were doing. I came with you to one of the dress rehearsals where you both were taking notes and you noticed that he had this neat little flashlight, a kind of a very soft reading light, flat, in the shape and size of a Metrocard, basically, or a bookmark.
You were so taken with it, I began to look around to find one for you and when I got back to New York I found one in the gift store at The Met. It had a nice little print of a Degas on one side and when you squeezed it, a tiny soft little reading light came on. I wrapped it up with a little note and sent it straight out to you the next day by post.
One of the things I most loved and most miss is watching you delight in something and quickly procuring it and giving it to you. You are the great blessing of my life and I always want you to know how grateful I am and keen to make you happy. Love you forever!
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