Letters from Woody Woodchuck

After my parents separated, my mom and I moved into my grandparents home. During this change in my life, my grandpa gave me very special gifts. They were not of material value, but rather gifts of kindness, love and imagination. Through dozens of letters that were left for me inside a small, white mailbox, my grandpa created a magical world as seen through the eyes of a wise old woodchuck named Woody. These letters, which often arrived every day, provided me with a sense of hope and expectation. Stories that captivated me as a four-year-old are now valuable life lessons. The adventures of Woody and his friends help me to cherish my childhood and keep the spirit of Grandpa close to my heart. Beth