My name is Kay Wynne, I used to date Tim in my 20’s. I have always regret leaving him. I didn’t really know how to love back then, as I wasn’t shown much love from my family. Tim was the nicest guy I know. I couldn’t find him for years since my mind was, confused by meeting my brother in the 80’s who’s name was Walter Keith and my birth father’s name was Walter Jefferson. I only knew Tim as Tim. If I was the person I’m today, back then, who knows about real love, Gods love, and if I was more bold, I would of asked him to marry me back then. I’ve never meet a nicer guy. Nor will I ever. Your long brown hair back then, your brown cordaroys, your black lab type dog, your Austin Heally, your smile and laughter. I still have the cook book you gave me when you lived with Donny. We met up again in our late 30’s. You took me to a great meal, but I got scared, I didn’t deserve you, you were perfect, sweet and caring, as for me and my insecurities, not being able to have kids, I felt like you needed your own. I should of discussed it with you, I should of given you a chance to reply, but i left. You were the perfect man. Thus, I made me sad all these years. See I moved to Washington in a couple of weeks notice, since I needed to buy my own land, I didn’t say by to only 2 people, only cause they came to my garage sale. I planned on going to California and find you this summer, but once again, my timing is the worst. I don’t mean to sound like a pitty letter, i’m upset of your passing and not being able to see you again and explain my foolishness. You never really knew it, but you always have had a special place in my heart and always will. I hope you didn’t suffer. I love you always. Kay