In 1999 during a telephone conversation with you Matthew, I told you that I was going to take you to see the Harlem Globtrotters at the LJVM. You were really excited. I bought the tickets and then had to tell you that I wouldn't be able to take you. I recorded that conversation in which you were heartbroken...and so was I. Since you and I had gone to Charlotte Hornet's and Bulls game for MJ's last game, I instantly knew that you would want to see the Globetrotters.
That was many of the disappointments yet to come. You learned that your loyalties were with your mom very early on. I never attempted to place you in a position where you had to choose. I lost you because of it.
I still have the un-used Globtrotter tickets. Though they will never be used without you, I keep them along with the other momentos. The memory was triggered by an advertisement on tv tonight.
Brooke, It is time for me to call you for the Thursday night 7:30 telephone contact that we have yet to have. Will this be the night?
I love you,
DAD
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