I was 13 when Jack gave me the autobiography of Nelson Mandela to read for my birthday, I wasn’t so pleased at the time, although I also received my annual snow-globe. I was overwhelmed by the size of the book, but I loved to read and I loved him, (love you miss you always) so I took it upon myself to read it and report back to him, as he had asked. I wasn’t particularly excited about this task, but it changed my life completely. I developed a brand new perspective of the world took interest in global issues. That one instant helped make me the person I am today. That book is one of my most prized possessions I was moved to tears while reading it. It’s also a memento of Jack since all my snow-gobes were shattered when moving. It made me so aware. I was deeply effected by the events of today, its bittersweet. A truly inspirational person I cant even begin to describe how much you influenced me. May you get the best of whatever comes next. Your story awakened a sentiment inside me that will never rest.