Now the time has come to leave you, one more time let me kiss you,

then close your eyes, I'll be on my way.

Dream about the days to come when I won't have to leave alone,

about the times I won't have to say:

kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me, hold me like you'll never let me go.

'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.

I'm leaving on a jet plane, don't know when I'll be back again. Oh, babe, I hate to go.

- John Denver Leaving on a Jet Plane

February 23,2003

Dear Joey,

I arrived at Parris Island about three weeks ago. Basic training has started, we are working really hard.

I met a guy from Hyannis, Mass. His name is Dave. He has a wife, Sarah, and a new baby girl, Kerry. We are bunking together. He is a really cool guy and has a great sense of humor.

I miss you so much already Jo. I promise I will write to you all the time and will always be thinking of you.

I love you,

Pacey