July 2, 1959 Honey: I have to tell you a story. After burying your Henry, we went home, but then I ran back to Alabama, and I had to.Those things that I don't know are like a heavy burden, forcing me to go back and find out.There, I had the pleasure of speaking to the people that Henry worked with in the last years, those were his last friends, you met them too, and they were weird back then, weren't they?That look, as if we had escaped from some nightmare and fallen into their world.They were so sad at the time that they barely said anything.I knew they had nothing to say, so I came back hoping to hear something this time, and they didn't disappoint.This time, they were friendly and helpful, quite different from what might be expected of that particular profession.Forgive me for lying to you about a business trip to Port Savannah, I just wanted to know as much about Henry as I could, I couldn't forget the look on his face that last day, sleep Bring it into the dream, I'm afraid it will be brought into the coffin in the future.I didn't do anything wrong, but it was like sitting in a dinghy in the middle of the ocean, Henry was floating, calling to me, and I could only watch him sink.

I've written everything I know below.We never imagined that we would lead a life like this, and Henry's life was beyond his expectations and expectations.The difference is that we had good luck and Henry didn't.In my heart, I actually hope that the matter of Henry will remain a mystery forever, but I still decide to make everything clear. We should have a thorough understanding of people, not superficial understanding, but a real understanding.Especially when it comes to family members, sometimes family members are more difficult than outsiders.Maybe one day your son, my grandson, will read this manuscript, and I think it's important for him to know Henry's story and our part in it.I did nothing wrong, but I still hope you can forgive me.

james