Dear Mrs. Morcom,
I want to say how sorry I am about Chris. My most vivid recollections of him are almost entirely of the kind things he said to me sometimes.
Of course, I simply worshipped the ground he trod on. A thing I did not make much attempt to disguise, I am sorry to say.
I should be grateful if you could find me some little snapshot of Chris, to remind me of his example, and his efforts to make me careful and neat.
I shall miss him from the way he used to smile at me sideways sometimes.
Yours sincerely,
Alan Mathison Turing