Peggy King Jorde
Dear Harry,
When last I spoke to you it was shortly before you had a doctors appointment and you said you would call back. You did, however it was my landline which we rarely if ever use...but I did get your message later. Unfortunately we did not speak again before you left us.
Know how much I enjoyed our chats before and after Sandy. Know that the kids (now in their 20's) still have the lovely telescope you sent to star gaze when they were so very young.We enjoyed the countless thoughtful gifts of seeds and books and yes my very lucky horseshoe which sits in a special case where all precious things are kept. Know how much we loved sharing with you pictures of family and Ulli drinking German beer.
You will always be remembered from those days in the NYC Mayor's Office and your love of gardening, history and old maps. It was you who inspired me to get the Mayor's office into the fight to save the New York African Burial Ground, now a National Historic landmark.....a project which ultimately became the turning point in my career. You were passionate about wanting the site to be protected ...you wanted our government to do the right thing...and they kind of did Harry. Finally, thanks for loaning me that real lucky horse shoe back in the 90's when we were both waiting for my husband to propose. That German connection could not be beat.
You've done so much for us....and certainly your family.....Go on Harry, take your rest!