After 62 Years of Marriage My Husband Passed Away and at His Funeral a Girl Gave Me an Envelope From Him

would Gini.”

“Tell me,” I said. “Everything.”

Several weeks later, when Virginia had come home and was beginning to recover her strength, she invited me to her apartment, a small and carefully kept place with yellow furniture and bookshelves and photographs arranged with evident care. She brought out an album, old and well-preserved, and we sat together continue reading …