Joseph Torres’s son Rowan was his greatest joy in life.
“He adored him. He was what he lived for pretty much,” said his wife Julie. “Every star he ever wished on, every wishbone he ever broke, he always wished for a son.”
She says that’s why he worked so hard to give Rowan the best life he could—he joined the Navy, and then got two masters degrees from MIT.
While he was away he would write constantly to his son in Colorado.
He would often send these messages in the form of postcards, and on one drive back from Boston to Colorado he stopped in every state to pick up a postcard to send to his son.
Julie remembered he said he’d sent 5 or 6 on the trip, but she hadn’t received all of them. However, she didn’t think too much of it.
Then in 2013, Joseph passed away from a rare brain disease.
“It’s a brain diseases that kind of turns your brain into a sponge,” Julie told USA Today.
Rowan never got to say goodbye to his father.
“He was a very nice person, a very good person, and a very good dad,” Rowan said.
So the postcards and photos they had together are precious mementos they often look at to remember Joseph.
But then days before the anniversary of his father’s death, Rowan got a post card from Pennsylvania.
It read, “I love you, and I miss you so much. So much. Love, daddy.”
The postcard had been written eight years before, and had only found its way to the boy years after Joseph’s death.
“I don’t know how this happened,” Rowan said. “This is like a keepsake.”
“I feel like that was the final goodbye that he never got to say,” Julie said.