Love Letter to Augie on her 25’th Birthday

my stunning daughter, Augie

Dear Augie,
It was 25 years ago today that we, all my best friends and I, stood around you at the hospital fighting over just the right name. There was Cordelia or Cornelia, but I had thrown them out of the mix long ago. Theodora, Willemina and variations of Willy remained. But now, it was down to the big ones. Would you be called Phillipa, my favorite British name? Or possibly Paloma? Spanish origin, but maybe too affected. Truly, I was leaning towards Augustine, not Augustina, didn’t want the A at the end. Just the simple Augustine and for short, I knew I would call you Augie. I grew up loving my name and my nickname so much, that I wanted the same for you. For a brief moment, I even entertained the idea of just naming you Fredrica! It makes me happy to know how much you do love your name.

Carrying you around became a huge draw, much better than a puppy; it was like I was carrying baby Jesus. People would come from across stores and streets just to look at you. And of course, you at them. Staring at people became a pastime. You became a great studier of people. As a kid, when movies or stage plays were going on, you would often rush to the front of the first row, turn around and stare back at the audience watching the performance. Your magnetic personality kept building and now often, when you walk into a room, you light it up with your presence. People often ask, “Who is she? Is she famous?”

Augie, eternally smiling and laughing

I should probably mention here how beautiful you are. I can honestly say, I’ve never seen anyone quite as beautiful as you. Truly. I’m not being hyperbolic when I say you are the most exquisite person. You have all (and then much more) of my mother’s drop-dead looks, mixed with my father’s magnetic personality. What a combination! The most important aspect of your beauty, however, is the inner one. Augie, you have zero malice. You don’t even have negative thoughts towards those who might have hurt you. Not a vindictive or mean bone in your body. I’m so impressed with your generosity of spirit.

My dream was that you would have a relationship with your mother that was different than the one I had with mine. I loved the reinvention of a “good” mother/daughter relationship through you, my affectionate, loving daughter.

A few years ago, I was worried about you being a people-pleaser at the expense of your own self-interests, but I’ve come to realize that isn’t you at all. What you are is a peacekeeper — and I so admire that quality in you.

Another thing about you is your BIG booming voice and laugh. The loudness of you reminds me of my father. I would sometimes beg you, “Please – whisper, Augie,” and for about 30 seconds or so, you would oblige. But then, the big voice would again take over. In the same way that you forgot so quickly to stay quiet, you would also forget to stay angry. For maybe 30 seconds you could be mad at someone — and then it would vanish just as quickly, the laugh and smile returning to take its place.

A year or so ago, we were scattered in seats on a plane to New York, or maybe Canada … and above the noise, I heard your laughter. And your laughter made me cry. A young girl had just been murdered in Los Angeles and I kept thinking of her mother; it struck me that she would never hear her daughter’s laughter again. I know I am the luckiest mother in the world whenever I hear your boisterous laughter.
Augie, I wish for you a long, long future with lots of laughs — and for me to be around to hear them.

Let me say this now for the whole world wide web to hear: “I love you Augie!!!”
One of the most endearing qualities about my Augie is her ability to laugh at herself. If you want to read two quintessential Augie Duke stories that our family loves, read them here.

mother/daughter photo, me and my Augie!!!!

When Augie was in third or fourth grade, she had a test coming up. I said, “Let’s study together,” and I took her book and noticed she was studying Native Americans. So, I as I quizzed her on the chapter, I put the book down for a second to remind her, “You know, Augie, WE are Native American,” because we do have some Cherokee blood on my mother’s side. At that moment, it dawned on Augie why her classmates had recently looked at her dumbfounded: “Oh, my God, I stood up in class and told everyone I was AFRICAN American!”
In the first month of high school, I thought Augie should try out for the swim team. It’s good to have a sport and swimming would be a great after-school activity. However, on tryout day, I realized Augie didn’t know what the strokes were called, though she was a very good swimmer. If the coach said “freestyle” or “crawl,” she wouldn’t know what he was talking about. So I gave Augie the dubious advice, “Just do what the girl in front of you does, because the rest of these kids are experienced swimmers.”
It was her turn to jump in the water, so she did. Then, without warning, Augie appeared to have trouble staying afloat, her arms flapping wildly as she gasped for air. I’m about to dive in to save my sweet baby’s life when I spot the little girl in front of her in the pool — a girl who, unlike Augie, had no idea how to swim and was nearly drowning as she desperately struggled to survive — but, Augie, the obedient child, is just following mom’s brilliant instruction to copy the girl in front of her. I want to scream, “Augie, not THAT girl!!!” Fortunately, both survived.

Enjoy the recipe for Chasen’s chili:
Once, I went to visit my friend Leilani after she gave birth to her first child. She told me that her mother-in-law, Rosemary Clooney, had brought Chasens’s chili to her in the hospital. I found out that Rosie did this for all her children after her much loved grandkids were born. I think it might have been a tradition that her husband, Jose Ferrer, started when she gave birth to their five kids. I didn’t have that luck. When Augie came into the world, I was offered a “romantic” dinner with my husband at St. John’s hospital. Maybe the father of my children was babysitting our older child Oliver, but since I knew he would be a no-show, I invited my BF Libbie over for the glamorous dining. I don’t think Libbie or I would call that meal memorable, but we did have some laughs, and laughter is sort of a theme here, so it’s fitting.

how cute are you Augie?!!!!

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16 Responses to “Love Letter to Augie on her 25’th Birthday”

  1. Bronic says:

    LOVE this!

    Thanks for the great read, you write wonderfully and as you know I Adore the subject matter.

  2. augie duke says:


    you are my soul my life i love u for eternity…..

  3. DBoos says:

    Happy Birthday Augie!! Can’t believe you are 25 now! Everything your mother said about you is absolutely true. You are sweet, loving, funny, and gorgeous!! I hope this day is filled with wonderful things for you. You are so deserving of happiness. Love you sweetie…Di Wonderful piece Fred. So soulful…made me cry.

  4. Kim says:


  5. LOVE!!!! That is all…

  6. pauli moss says:

    What a love letter!! Thanks for sharing insight on such an incredible person who is lucky enought to have YOU for a mom. And how great to post that wonderful recipe for Chasesn’s chili. xxoo

  7. Doreen says:

    What a lovely tribute to one of my favorite people on the planet. I love Augie!! You can see the world in her eyes. Nobody can look into them without falling in love with her. She’s so beautiful you’d expect her to be a bitch….but she’s warm and kind and funny. Happy birthday dear Augie!!! Hope your day is filled with joy….and dancing bears with balloons. Does this mean you have to eat Chasens chili on your big day?

  8. Renee Sherman says:

    Beautiful. So much love. I’m still crying–and I’ll be making Chasen’s Chili for Super Bowl tomorrow.

  9. The love you have for your Augie is palpable. She is a very lucky young woman to have a mother that adores her so much. I am the mother of three daughters and I share that feeling of unconditional love with you!

  10. Julie Phalen says:

    Thank you for letting me read your beautiful birthday letter to your beautiful daughter.

  11. Madeline says:

    Fredde … just now read this. What a beautiful love letter to your daughter. Thanks for sharing.

  12. Diane Goodman says:

    Dearest Freddy – do you remember a little girl who like you felt out of place,,I was slightly pudgy, thick glasses, braces and flat feet and your mom and dad were so loving and generous to me, and I adored you – your smile was pure magic,,,,I thought your dad was so cool and your mother’s long red hair was so fiery,,,,so beautiful,,,I am not imagining this Freddy they really were,,,magical!
    I was walking in the fields today near where I live in Frankfurt, Germany and I met a woman with long red hair and although she was physically different from you in every way her hair was red and her name,,Frederike and I told her that I had only known one girl called by that name and she had had long red hair and she was my best friend so many years ago,,,,,and I thought of you and I just searched for you under Freddy Duke et voila you are there,,,it is so surreal to look at the photo of you with your dad,,,,like someone just stepping back into time,,,,I am crying,,,you are a mother,,, and I just remember how thankful I was to have you in my life at Beverly Vista,,,
    With all my love Freddy and by the way Augie is so lovely….

  13. Hoov says:

    The one thing I miss is the stories of my boys… They grew up too fast and that history is for another time… Fredde like i have quacked more then once; your stories are like the dreams we all have of our children…. They are real, funny and always interesting !!! By interesting I mean, they always keep you guessing about the holding of the story and the ending.. Always a true author ….. Aloha to you both Wahkko and Yakko ( Fredde and Augie )… Hoov

  14. Debbie Schellenberg says:


    That was absolutely lovely. You are obviously a great Mother! Auggie is very lucky to have you and she knows it so you are both, both lucky and blessed.


  15. Augie Duke says:

    Mom to read this 4 years later brings even more happiness and thankfulness that i indeed have the best mom ever….

  16. Jennifer Dudley Arbaugh says:

    i love Augie too!! Never met. Appears her essence ended up in my Erin. Btw I didn’t name her. I pondered Lili, Felice, Sydney. She knows I’m not wild bout it. ” stop giving me shit I like my name” I’m jealous you were not swayed .. Thanx for reminding me how we are blessed to have these two rare speeds of grace and energy as daughters. Long may they laugh

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