N.B.: This post first appeared 16 June 2013.
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The more that read the letters of the sub-creator of Middle earth, the more I am drawn to Tolkien. So much wisdom and profundity is contained within them that is just as great - if not greater - than what he wrote in the Lord of the Rings.
As just one example, consider this excerpt from a letter he wrote to his son Michael - who at the time was an Officer Cadet in the Royal Military College - in June of 1941:
Still you are my flesh and blood, and carry on the name. It is something to be the father of a good young soldier. Can't you see why I care so much about you, and why all that you do concerns me so closely? Still, let us both take heart of hope and faith. The link between father and son is not only of the perishable flesh: it must have something of aeternitas about it. There is a place called 'heaven' where the good here unfinished is completed; and where the stories unwritten, and the hopes unfulfilled, are continued. We may laugh together yet...
Until then, Dad, know that I love and miss you!