54 years ago this week my wife and I met on a univ campus quad. She was throwing a frisbee with a couple friends, my brother and I insinuated ourselves into their game to show them how to throw it better. Sun went down, she and I went back to her dorm room. We talked all night (honest, that’s all.) At one point she got up and put a photo of her boyfriend in a dresser drawer. Finally we went out to see the sunrise in the morning. We married 4 yrs later. Must be doin something right.
I’ve occasionally wondered if there was anything that could happen that would tempt me to drink again after 36+ years sobriety. Maybe if there were any booze in the house I might take a sip, but I’ll just chew on this gummy instead.