Since he died, there has been this thing going on in my head, the idea that there is a hole in the heart of the universe. It is easy to say that he was loved by all, but it really doesn't describe him adequately.

He was challenging her to focus her efforts on waging a war on hunger and poverty. This is someone who is 89 years old, writing this powerful letter.

You might find him stuck in a tree in his backyard, pruning branches, creating new paths on Peaks Island.