John Kitsco

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Dear Mom and Dad (in Heaven): I am just not sure if this letter will reach you, with long postal delays this Christmas season, but here goes anyways...I am up early this Sunday, casting a glance outside the kitchen window, firstly looking up into the sky, hoping if I were to see a star blinking it would be both of you waving back to say all is well. Unfortunately the sky is cloudy. But what I am writing about is our precious little dog Sandy. We lost her yesterday, Saturday just after 11 A.M. and it was a dreadful experience. She was getting up in years and had all kinds of things wrong with her but reached the time that she had to leave on a journey to doggie heaven. And I just wondered if it was close to people heaven? She was just so wonderful. And I know you remember her in younger years and what a lively character she was.  It looks like a quiet Christmas Mom & Dad. I did speak with family members and all is well (reasonably) here on earth, again - except the loss of Sandy. I am struggling with this one. Day two and the pain does not want to leave. Oh, wish you were here to be able to phone you for advice or suggestions on how to handle this situation. Its a slightly warmer winter day here. If you remember doggie Skippy and Collie - yes, way back when I was around 6 or 7 years old, how great it was to hug those old dogs. And run down the road with them. My how the years have gone. And gosh, thats almost 60 years ago. And how am I? Well, getting older and not always wiser. Aches and pains and still working part time and still being a thorn in the side to my darling wife. Other than that, ok. But just thought you might keep your eyes open for Sandy, cause I just know she is heading your direction. I suppose there is a huge field or place to run for doggies when they reach Heaven. And just as I had hand written a little note to the late Bishop Sheen years ago about whether or not dogs go to Heaven I still believe in my heart they do, so just thought...well maybe...that you had possibly seen Sandy...
The usual bad news in the newspaper and the radio and I wonder whether its getting better (or worse) here on earth? If only people could be more like dogs and simply love each other without picking on old issues and minor hurts. Ho hum. Guess that'll never change. Oh well. We shall carry on down here until its our time to journey to meet up with you again (and with Sandy) and all the doggie friends over the years. As I said, I am having a real time of it after losing her and even got on my knees to say a little prayer last evening. Silly you think - for an older man like me!? But then, do we ever really lose this child-like quality deep within us - especially when its so close to Christmas?Well, just about time for breakfast and waitng for the morning sun to greet the day. Bye for now, say Hi to Uncle John and Bill and Grandpa and Grandma and everyone else who is there with you. Miss you and love you.  Oh, and remember to keep an eye open for little Sandy....