Broken Record

In everyones life there is a moment...a time...a decision you make or fail to make that changes the entire direction of your life. And today you see it as a pattern repeating itself over and over like a broken record. For me it happened about thirty years ago when I was seven going on eight. Little did I know that it actually began long before I was born. A similar moment in time... a decision made that would define one legacy and become the postscript for another. Through the eyes of a child... from one generation to the next... what path do we take?The grave was smaller than I remembered. I should have expected that. Memories dont seem to adjust proportionately with age. While remembering Im always seven going on eight.TO: Detective Ron Steele Cloverdale Police Dept 112 Broad St. Cloverdale CA 94525RE: Our Discussion of Found ManuscriptDear Detective Steele As we discussed enclosed is the manuscript recovered during our home remodel. Again the workers said it was inside the wall behind a patch in the lath and plaster. The pages were not numbered. I numbered them in red ink before I realized what I was reading (sorry).I dont know if it has any value but after youve completed your investigation if the manuscript is not considered evidence I would like to have it returned.As always Im available to answer any questions you may have.Sincerely Jennifer Haley