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Dear Cole,                                                                                                                              December 12, 2021


                                                                          I regretted sending you a Facebook message recently.  Too late, I wondered what it must be like to ‘live in the shadows’ as Bob
                                                                          Seger’s son.  I’m sure people try to get to your dad through your connection, without ever considering YOU as your own person.
                                                                          So, I took time to learn more about Christopher Cole Seger the individual and the man.  (My regret in sending you that lame-O note
                                                                          was justified).  You’re not just ‘an extension of Bob Seger’— YOU are Cole Seger—making your own way and ‘quietly taking over the
                                                                          world’.   There is no doubt you will leave an enduring impact in your own right!

                                                                          Your New Radio Media interview on The Drop In with Garold Vallie was both revealing and moving.  The down to earth sincerity and

                                                                          humility you conveyed was refreshing.  I appreciate your commitment to becoming and staying clean and sober, as well as your
                                                                          dedication to following your passion as a filmmaker.  The comments about having respect for everyone regardless of where they
                                                                          came  from  and  remembering  the  lessons  you  have  learned  along  the  way  encouraged  me.    Discovering  you’re  a  writer  put  an
                                                                          urgency on sharing my story concisely, without appearing trite or cliché.  Wish me luck!

                                                                          Here’s part of my saga:  On a lovely spring morning in 2019, I was visited by the DNR.  Someone in the neighborhood had reported
                                                                          that “I was stealing rocks and putting them in creek to divert the current”!   I asked the officer if she would like to see  antique

                                                                          photographs of those same rocks, and we both laughed.  She asked what I was doing with my place, so I mentioned a photo album I
                                                                          created for your dad that someone promised to hand deliver.  Her reply: “I grew up next door to them in Bloomfield Hills.  My mom
                                                                          still lives there.  When you send it, tell Cole and Sam that Brandy Collins from home says, ‘Hi’!  You’ll find her picture within the
                                                                          pages.

                                                                          Beginning September 23rd, I was extremely ill with The ‘Rona’ for 5 weeks.  During that time, I literally dreamed of ways to somehow
                                                                          finally get this delivered, since my friend’s offer to get it to Bob fell through.  It seemed to me the Brandy Collins episode happened
                                                                          for a reason, so I’m hoping and believing you are my messenger in this situation.


                                                                          Attached is a link to a digital version of the album.  (It’s best viewed on a computer, not a phone or pad.)  When you  regard the
                                                                          contents,  all  of  my  reasons  for  reaching  out  to  you  will  become  obvious,  so  I  won’t  take  time  to  restate  it  here.    There  are  no
                                                                          stipulations or expectations—I’m just needing to see this through.  All I ask is for a PO Box to mail you the original, to deliver as you
                                                                          see fit!  I pray that I’m not asking too much.   Thank you from the bottom of my heart!


                                                                          Your cousin (from your Grandma Charlotte’s side of the family)~
                                                                          Zuesha
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