Some things become more meaningful with time. A photograph, a wedding ring, a familiar song, or a handwritten letter can hold memories we never expected it to carry.
For Carol and me, it was a box of old love letters.
We met in October 1959. I was 16, Carol was 17, and I was hardly what anyone would call smooth with girls. I was shy, awkward, and couldn't dance very well. Carol was smart,...
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