Dear Dad,

Daddy,

I would like your permission to marry Dennis Wilson.

I know he has a reputation as a “bad boy” but I really think he’s outgrown all of that, considering he’s been dead since I was five. I’m sure he’s spent much of that time since maturing and probably regretting some of his choices.

I know you like Brian better. Everyone does. But have you heard Dennis’s solo album? Did you ever give him a chance?

And, yes, there are the women. He’s been with a lot of them. But guess what, Dad. I’ve been with a lot of them, too.

In conclusion, I really feel like Dennis is the one for me and I hope when he comes to you in some dream sometime soon and asks for my hand in marriage you’ll say yes. He’s gotta be better than the last one.

Love,
Alison Bell