Dear Ms. Feverfew,
Remember Bishop F.? You know, the one who arranged and facilitated your adoption? Yeah, that guy.
I emailed him a couple of days ago that said,
I am currently taking a memoir writing class and was given an assignment by my teacher, one that I have discovered I need your help to complete. She wants me to write about the *very* night I handed [Ms. Feverfew} over to [her adoptive parents]. I would really be interested in spending some time talking with you about what you remember, what your perspective was on the whole event. Do you have some free time that we might be able to chat over the phone? I would really appreciate it and it would be most helpful in this process to have someone other than me help me recall what took place at that specific moment in time.
He emailed me back and told me he would be happy to chat with me, just call him after 7:00 p.m. Well, it’s after 7:00 p.m. and I am about to pick up the phone. I don’t know how this will turn out…I just know I need to do it before I lose my courage.