The next letter, perhaps a week or two later, began: Things are changing here for me.

"I begin to fear you are not going to write to me any more," her letter began.

I am sure that is what the family remembered best about me because of the way the mother's letter began.

That's when the letters began to land by the thousand.

Letters began to pour in for her from all over the country.

That came later when letters from parents began pouring in.

She puts her fingers to the page at last, and the letters begin to form.

But then, slowly, letters began to appear on the screen.

The letter begins: "What was lost has now been found."

Only when this concept is understood do letters and numbers begin to make sense.