March 15, 2020
Considering the state of the world, there’s not much to be joyful about these days. But when the man you have loved for fifty-five years turns ninety, and old and new friends come to honor him on a March Sunday afternoon, life is good.
To get Peter to agree to be the center of attention was a miracle. We got a chance to celebrate that we are alive and well. That so many friends came for a piece of cake and some Prosecco and to tell him how he enriched their lives was gratifying.
The day after the party, Peter had three doctors’ appointments…
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