A letter to the JR:                                        

Dear JR, It is the night before I meet you for the first time. I have heard so much about you and now we will finally meet. Soon your sounds will feel like home, and those you house will feel like family. Soon I will know your language and the new names for things. Tonight I met some of the others who will be coming to see you. You know some of them; the new faces you will like too. I walked the Victoria shore today and saw a whale and some sea otters. Perhaps I will see some more at sea with you. Until then, Jackie