Believe it or not, this wedding-cake topper dates back to August 4, 1944, the anniversary of Helen and Frank Daley, my parents. Actually, the wedding dress should be an Army uniform too. They met in boot camp, married a few weeks later and were sent to different countries overseas as Army doctor and Army nurse. All they had to keep their marriage together were letters. They wrote each other 2-3 times a day. For over a decade, I’ve worked at writing a novel based on stories I’ve heard my whole life and pairing some of the over 600 letters they left me. In March, my “dream book” will be released: With Love, Wherever You Are: A Novel. I probably shouldn’t be blogging about this so far in advance of release, but I’m too excited not to.