Alk8944
US Veteran
I usually avoid posting anything personal on the forum, but I am hoping this will be cathartic. Many of you will understand.
My wife Barbara and I were High School sweethearts, she was my first love. Due to circumstances we broke up after my graduation in 1962 and, except for one visit the next summer, did not see each other for 25 years. After we made first contact with the aid of her mother in early 1987 we began a long-distance romance by mail, phone and cassette tape, from Salt Lake City to Omaha Nebraska. To shorten this up we eventually got together several months later and were married in March 1988. I recently lost her, which is the reason for this post.
I don't know if she kept my letters to her, I haven't found them if she did, but I still have all 70 or so that she wrote me during this time, and I have been re-reading them all. They recall the love and happiness we had, and reinforce the pain of losing her too! In one of her letters she mentions an accident I had, and something that had happened to one of my horses, both things happening on a Friday the 13th. She made a comment about understanding why I didn't like that date! Well, I lost her to septic shock from a massive infection on Friday, September 13th, just three weeks ago tomorrow. She was right, I hate that day! Her birthday will be Saturday, October 5th.
Here is a picture of us a few days after we got back together, it was about May 18, 1987. I will post a photo of us together on my graduation night when I locate the file. I think you can see why I believe I am the luckiest man in the World for having this wonderful, beautiful person for my wife for the past 32 1/2 years. If we had been married when I first wanted to it would have been over 57 years now. The whole story takes a long time to tell.
The second picture is at my Jr. ROTC Military Ball, Winter 1961-2. and the third is my graduation night, May 1962.
My wife Barbara and I were High School sweethearts, she was my first love. Due to circumstances we broke up after my graduation in 1962 and, except for one visit the next summer, did not see each other for 25 years. After we made first contact with the aid of her mother in early 1987 we began a long-distance romance by mail, phone and cassette tape, from Salt Lake City to Omaha Nebraska. To shorten this up we eventually got together several months later and were married in March 1988. I recently lost her, which is the reason for this post.
I don't know if she kept my letters to her, I haven't found them if she did, but I still have all 70 or so that she wrote me during this time, and I have been re-reading them all. They recall the love and happiness we had, and reinforce the pain of losing her too! In one of her letters she mentions an accident I had, and something that had happened to one of my horses, both things happening on a Friday the 13th. She made a comment about understanding why I didn't like that date! Well, I lost her to septic shock from a massive infection on Friday, September 13th, just three weeks ago tomorrow. She was right, I hate that day! Her birthday will be Saturday, October 5th.
Here is a picture of us a few days after we got back together, it was about May 18, 1987. I will post a photo of us together on my graduation night when I locate the file. I think you can see why I believe I am the luckiest man in the World for having this wonderful, beautiful person for my wife for the past 32 1/2 years. If we had been married when I first wanted to it would have been over 57 years now. The whole story takes a long time to tell.
The second picture is at my Jr. ROTC Military Ball, Winter 1961-2. and the third is my graduation night, May 1962.
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