I was two years in Vietnam. Do you know what I thought about, what I dreamed about? Coming home, having a family, having grandkids. I dreamed you, Amber. And Haddie, and Drew, and Sydney and Max. We almost lost ya Amber. You’ve had some bad breaks. You’re not feeling good about yourself. You didn’t get into Berkeley? Well boo-friggin-who. You got to suck it up girl, you’re a Braverman. You got my blood in your veins. If you ever do something like this again, if you even think of doing something like this again, I will kick your little butt all the way from here to the Golden Gate Bridge. You do not have my permission to mess with my dreams. Are we clear?
“May God bless and keep you always, May your wishes all come true, May you always do for others And let others do for you. May you build a ladder to the stars And climb on every rung, May you stay forever young.”