These have got to the the coolest words ever to fall into the “what-I-told-my-6-year-old-brother-on-his-deathbed” category. Don’t think I mock the pain, but the words are awesome. I can see Gabriel and Jack (and Angie, for that matter) sitting together over tea, discussing the finer points of Aslan. Joy to you, Gabriel-the-Younger.
Update: look for the July 10, 2004 entry