updated 08/23/1993 AT 01:00 AM EDT

originally published 08/23/1993 AT 01:00 AM EDT

Forgive and forget, correspondents advised Meg Ryan concerning her estrangement from her mother (PEOPIE, Aug. 2). While they were sympathetic with her problem, many also cautioned Meg that she is denying her son, Jack Henry, a grandmother, and as one reader pessimistically wrote, "What goes around can come around."

I'm a big fan of Meg Ryan's. I'm sympathetic with her parents' divorce and how much pain it caused her. However, as parents we all make mistakes, as she will with her own children. We can only hope they will love us back and understand that we do the best we can. I can't help but wonder what Meg would do in the same situation if her son's fiancée was acting in a bizarre manner. Wouldn't you also call him with concern of drug use? I know I would.
Muskegon, Mich.

Meg Ryan was so incensed over her mother's suspicions that Dennis Quaid had a drug problem that she completely cut her out of her—and her son's—life. Shortly after that, Quaid entered a drug-rehab program. What's wrong with this picture?

These days when adoptees are trying desperately to find their birth parents and their roots, it seems that Meg Ryan is throwing hers away with both hands.

I'm thrilled that Meg, Dennis and Jack Henry have a happy life, and I completely understand why they keep Susan and Pat Jordan out of it—especially since Pat is the type to kiss and tell everything he knows about them to the press. Susan needs to wake up ASAP and realize her husband is the one causing the split, not daughter Meg.
E. RENAE GORDON, Washington

Meg Ryan's familial alienation brings back sad memories of the ironic meeting of the minds I was forced to resort to following my father's sudden death in 1990. He and I remained gridlocked on a road of wounded pride; we carelessly dismissed reconciliation as though our lease on life was endless. My sons never knew the brilliant intensity of Dad's sea-blue eyes—they wouldn't have recognized him in a crowd. Maybe it was too late for my father and me, but for another generation to inherit the void is just too sad to have let happen. I made my peace—in the end—with my dad. I placed a six-page love letter in his hands, in his coffin. It is my everlasting regret. Find a way to make peace, Meg. The alternative is pathetic.
Colorado Springs

I just have two problems with your article on Meg Ryan. Why on earth would you publish a story without any direct quotes from Ryan or Dennis Quaid? And if Ryan and Quaid refused to comment, why would you state this three quarters of the way-through the story? This had to be the strangest form of newswriting I have ever seen. I believe it reduced the story's credibility.

I can't believe that Sly Stallone tells his girlfriend, Jennifer Flavin, every morning what is wrong with her body. Does she tell him every morning that's he's short, ugly and should learn to talk?

Jennifer, you say you check his body for fat while he is sleeping and can't find any. Check between his ears next time.
MARY PARKS, Plymouth, Mich.

What an awesome example Dave Thomas has set in such a selfish world. I wish that there were more Dave Thomases in this world. My husband and I are unable to have children and now are adopting a baby girl. It's a very costly and emotional process, but definitely worth the joy this child will bring into our lives. I applaud you, Dave!
LISA STIRLING, St. George, Utah

Dave Thomas is a colossal hypocrite! To espouse the virtues of family and barely be able to tolerate your own is to keep the cycle of neglect and dysfunction grinding along. Maybe Thomas should stop treating time with his children like the food he creates—fast and disposable—and sink some of his wealth where it belongs: not in a South Carolina golf course, but in intensive personal and family therapy.

Unbelievable! Monetary assistance is only the beginning of what Hank Ketcham owes his son Dennis. The way I view it, Hank owes Dennis the parental basics: time, laughs and love. Hank, the heartless millionaire, should be ashamed of himself.

Oh, poor little Dennis Ketcham! It makes me sick to hear about kids of celebrities who expect their parents to take care of them all their lives. He sounds like he has been a real "menace" all his life. A 47-year-old who quits his job to make another move and asks his dad to help finance it sounds like a real moocher. Quit crying and whining, Dennis, and grow up.
EDITH THOMPSON, Hyattsville, Md.

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