On what would have been our sixty-third anniversary, I went back to the movie theater we had always shared. I thought I’d sit there alone, quietly honoring her memory.
I didn’t expect anyone to speak to me.
I certainly didn’t expect a young man to sit in her seat and say, “Your wife asked me to find you.”

I never thought I’d write something like this. But my daughter says it’s sometimes easier to talk to strangers than to family.
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