My family... we've been through a lot. But the thing is... we always stuck together... no matter what. Even when we couldn't be. When we're together... there's... nothing... we... can't... do

I want to thank you. I've been feeling a bit down lately -- even before the youth-stealing. I was worried I'd lost myself... my identity. Or maybe there wasn't even anything to lose in the first place. So I went looking. Trying to find something... anything... that would help define me. But then I aged overnight. I lost my life all over again, and I realized something. I don't need to "find myself." I don't need a new "thing." Because I already have it. Being Silk. Even at 80... it's who I am. It's what makes me happy. My purpose. My present. My future.

I may not be at my best. All right, I'm nowhere close to my best. But it doesn't matter. I have to try or else innocent people pay the price... That's what being a hero means.