AT 76, I TOOK A BUS TO SEE MY FIRST LOVE AFTER 50 YEARS – BUT FATE INTERRUPTED BEFORE I COULD REACH HER

displayed a phone number and several pictures.

There was enough evidence to know she was real, somewhere beneath the same sky, still alive after all those years.

I told myself I had no reason to call.

At least, that was what I repeated for three days.

Then, on a Tuesday night, with my hands shaking as if I were nineteen again, I dialed her number.

She answered continue reading …