“Some day I’d like to give my journals to a son or a daughter (after I’m dead probably) or even my wife. Whoever reads these, know that I am thinking about you and praying for you even before we meet. I desire so much to finally see you and talk with you. You are (and will be) a most precious gift for me. All of this pain, suffering, tears and anguish I do gladly, knowing that is is paving the way for you. I pray that the time and distance that now separates us is not too great. I need your lives meshing with mine.”
-- Timm's journal, June 1988
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