Chris Williamson

There was this love letter that Richard Feynman wrote to his wife.

And I...

stumbled upon it and was thinking about it for ages before I actually talked about it because I didn't know if I could say it without crying and it's basically this love letter to his wife Darlene that he hasn't written for quite a long time and then about two thirds of the way through the love letter you find out that she's dead and he's writing this to his wife that's passed away oh my god dude so I like ah bro it's do you want me to read it to you let me read it to you god I don't know I don't think I've ever cried on camera before but sure let's see if we can do it Jesus Christ

I've worn you a little bit.

Spoiler alert.

October 17th, 1946.

To Arlene, I adore you, sweetheart.

I know how much you like to hear that, but I don't only write it because you like it, I write it because it makes me warm all over inside to write it to you.

It is such a terribly long time since I last wrote to you, almost two years, but I know you'll excuse me because you understand how I am, stubborn and realistic, and I thought there was no sense to writing.

But now I know, my darling wife, that it is right to do what I have delayed in doing, and that I have done so much in the past.

I want to tell you I love you.

I want to love you.

I will always love you.

I find it hard to understand in my mind what it means to love you after you are dead.

But I still want to comfort and take care of you.

And I want you to love me and care for me.

I want to have problems to discuss with you.

I want little projects with you.

I never thought, until just now, that we can do that.

What should we do?