December 18th, 1918. Dear Mr. and Mrs.

Gray,

You have never heard of me. I offer my condolences on the passing of your son. He was a fine, and brave soldier. He was a soldier whom I admired and modelled myself after. He was filled with life, and an energy that was irreplaceable. He had all of the qualities that I wished I possessed. He was a man of patriotism and of deep understanding of his surroundings he was also a fine Flight Lieutenant. It was a pleasure to serve my King and Country alongside your son, Robin. Had it not been for your sons humor and wit, I may have had greater fears than what I had. I miss him dearly; he was more than my comrade. He was a great friend of mine, in the short time that I knew him he had taken me under his wing and had been a great pillar of strength for when I did not have any. My first time in an aircraft, he had been the person I relied on. When our aircraft went down, although I dont remember much, I do however remember your son doing his best to land safely after a dog fight. He had tried hard to get us all to safety but his hardest efforts were not enough to save the aircraft. We were all injured. Not long after, the Germans had captured us and taken us to a prison camp. He spoke highly of the both of you. He missed home, behind his mask of wit and excitement, he missed you dearly. When it was time for rest, just before he drifted into the sweet lull of sleep, he would seek comfort in the letters that you both had written to him. Your son was a brave soldier. He was a man of honor and believed in what we as a nation were doing. Remember that although he may no longer be with us, he loves you all the same and will continue to love you from where he is. My condolences, Lieutenant Jonathan Braxton, 84th Squadron.