I’M 80 AND NEVER MARRIED AFTER MY FIRST LOVE VANISHED IN VIETNAM – LAST WEEK, A STRANGER WHO LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE HIM HANDED ME A BLUE BOX

paused for several moments before answering.

“Yes.”

Benjamin had survived, created another life, and loved another woman.

Instead of anger, I pictured a wounded young soldier trying to rebuild himself after losing nearly everything he had once known.

“Is she still alive?”

“She passed away five years ago.”

“I’m sorry.”

“She was a good woman.”

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