January 07, 2012
To Tom Morrissey, Providence College 1979
Although it has been - incredibly - over 31 years since we last spoke or wrote when we were both in or located outside of D.C. (before computers existed), I hope somehow this message will be transmitted and received by you and your family. I cannot explain how random and mysterious life is, and how it leads us unexpectedly to places such as this site and this sad news, but I hope that somehow, sometime you will read this message and instantly recognize who sent it. I am so, so sorry to read about Billy (as you referred to him), as he was all you talked about during our time together at P.C.: how proudly you spoke of Billy and his music, and how in awe you were of him and his gift, and although he was so very different from you and your family, how you accepted his differences unconditionally with tremendous grace and love. Please except my family's deepest sympathy and love to you and your family -- all six of us -- yes, I had four wonderful, incredible children since we last spoke when I was pregnant with my first child in 1986. We are wishing you and your family unending happiness and health, and hope some day to speak to you in person again. Please accept our deepest sympathy for your great loss. In spite of all, be well, and happy, dear friend -- from "Amy what you wanna do." (Pure Prairie League).