Dear grand-uncle Apollo
Yes, I know, I should say uncle Pol, that is what the friends and family say… But this is a special occasion, isn’t it?
13 seems not to be your lucky number… I told my friends all about you and your zipper and all the prices you won in september when you got 13 years old. 🙂 They know about you in 102 countries. They all think about you and your journey now!!!
I write you to say goodbye to you. And I have to ask you something too, even two things! First of all: will you please say hello to my grandpa Lennox, there at the Bridge? Think he will like that!
And then: you will watch a bit over your loved ones, will you? Your mum and dad and the rest of your aire-family at ’t Asbroek? Surely the little ones, only a few weeks old? They all must be very sad these days, I know the feeling, you know!
But most of all: grandpa told me that the Bridge is a good place to live for ever, so enjoy it, uncle Pol! Run free!
Big hugs from your little niece Kita
PS Mum sends you the pics of your 13th birthday!