I have owned this domain name for a long, long time. For many years there was nothing here at all; I always planned on one day making a website to display some of mom’s artwork and / or writing. (She wrote a ton of fiction.) I configured an email address for her so she’d have her own instead of telling people whatever crazy hotmail or yahoo or earthlink address she had.
One night in 2002 after I taught her how to access the webmail interface, she sent me this note:
To: Gagne, David
Sent: March 16, 2002 8:46 PM
I’m actually sending this from my own webmail page.
I love you, honey.
I wish we could talk for a long time, about things that really matter, or about the problems of the universe (that don’t), about plans and hopes and what we care about, and what we’re afraid of.
I miss you a lot.