Mr. Jeremy Joseph Boudreaux,The fact that you spent the entire day (when you were supposed to be working) walking, riding trains and “singing” on trolleys just to take pictures of Boston, so that I can see that you are not sitting on your front porch in Broussard, im’ing me like you were out of town, and dodging me in traffic on Ambassador, is above and beyond my wildest dreams. The bench, our bench, that you found is the best incognito whispering bench in the whole world as far as I am concerned. You had earned a place in my heart before today, but I can not begin to thank you for the beautiful gift you have given me, and for that, there is not enough space in the world. My heart is bursting and it’s because of you.

Smiling stupidlyKeri 4-10-09