I remember the summer of 1987 fondly. Mainly because of my aunt and my grandmother. Grandmother had just let you move in after your terrible divorce with Uncle David. Me and my brothers had also lost someone and grandmother had asked if she could have regular visitation with us. So every other weekend and most of the summer we spent at my grandmother’s with you. I have so many fond memories but anytime I see Scott Bakula, who you often talked about was so handsome or quantum leap. I’m instantly taken back to memories of us watching this show eating popcorn, and laughing. Knowing that someone was there who loved us when we felt abandoned meant so much.