Dear Son
As I check the calendar I see the date of June 20 registered there. This is 
a date with many memories--this the fortieth anniversary of your fathers 
death and the twenty fourth anniversary of your signing of the "disconnect" 
letter. In that you saw fit to publish your last letter to me (or about me) 
for the world to see, I felt this one should meet the same fate--thus I make 
it public.
This is a difficult letter to write as I realize we no longer "know' each 
other. I saw you for a moment about fifteen years ago, however only a hello 
and you were gone. I asked to come see you when you were so very ill a few 
years ago, however I was told that you did not care to see me. I waited in 
terror until I knew you were going to survive.
I have never been one to sit around letting life just pass me by. When you 
decided to check me out of your life via the disconnect, I realized that the 
relationshiop we had in the past was over. This did not stop me from loving 
you and thinking of you each moment that has passed. I fill my mind with 
remembering the good times while constatnly learning about the present times. 
My head is filled with memories of your growing to be a man, coming home 
with great report cards, you reading into the wee hours, holidays with all of 
us together, the phone calls, your love of Edison and your laugh when I 
called to remind you of his birthday , your trying to teach me to put 
"english" on my pool shot, making the birthday cakes , your pride in starting 
your first business, there are so many memories but then my hope is that you 
are able to remember them too.
What "could" have been is over and now in these last years of my life I keep 
as active as possible and I know in my heart that these past events have 
occurred for a reason. Could it be because I would not let my pride stand in 
the way of exposing this pain to the public? Could it be because my father 
taught me "when you know in your heart that something is dead wrong and you 
do not make any effort to make it right --that is sin.".His words echo in my 
head each time I am so weary when I get a call for help that I think how easy 
it would be to just pass the problem on and I am ashamed to think I would not 
be there for whoever needed a lift and a kind word. So please son, do not 
think a nasty letter with less than the truth published, is going to make me 
cringe from the "fair game" or will the strange phone calls frighten me. My 
home and heart will be a haven for anyone who has felt the sting and 
infringment of a destructive cult resulting in the loss of a loved one or 
denying one a right to free speech. 
The effort to discredit me with the people in this community has failed. 
Perhaps I should be thankful as it proved again how far the organization that 
you have devoted over twenty five years of your life would go to silence 
just one person. I had a wonderful civics teacher in the eighth grade son, 
she was a great believer in the exercise of free speech. I remember every 
word she taught us. It is a pleasure to associate my life with those that 
believe that free speech is meant for everyone--not just those with what may 
be temporary and supposed power!
Sincerely,
Mother 
Ida J. Camburn
Hemet, California
Image of Letter to Ida Camburn from US Congressman Leo J Ryan