, is beyond coincidence. I should not have been surprised, for it
seems God has interwoven Jaime's and my life from the moment we first met. With the
publication of the calendar, I felt a renewed urgency to find Jaime's family and share the
calendar with them.
On January 20, 1998, a year after the calendar was published, I
received a long distance call from Texas from a young lady identifying herself as Lenay
Pacheco, Michael Pacheco's wife. After all the years, all the wrong phone calls and lost
letters, thanks to the staff at Angel Fire, New Mexico, Jaime's son and I would finally
meet.
The phone conversation that evening was long and emotional, but
a dream come true. Michael asked, "What can you tell me about my father?" For
the first time in more than 20 years I pulled this booklet from my files and reread it.
When I finished I felt that it said more about Jaime and who he was than anything I could
say over the phone. That same evening I faxed a copy to Michael. The following day, after
making photocopies for myself, I sent him the originals of Jaime's letters, written in his
father's own hand twenty-five years before.
Within a month I was contacted by one of Jaime's sisters, and
shortly thereafter spoke with Jaime's mother. I shared with them copies of the calendar,
and Michael shared with them copies of my fax to him containing this story. At their
request I am sharing it herein. Almost without exception, it is word-for-word as I wrote
it months after Jaime's death.