Back in your hey-day in your thirties before you found S. back then you had friends you had girlfriends you had the time of your life as the song goes and then yes S. the love of your life and marriage and thirty years of tumultuous but steadfast love…
Every Fourth of July for 30 years I was with my wife — until her death a year and a half ago, so that makes the last two without her.
‘Wishing Lord that I was stoned / ’cause there’s something in a Sunday makes a body feel alone’
You pray in your own way which is not the customary way not the rosary way but nonetheless you pray to become imbued with a spirituality to become captivated held captive if necessary by a spiritualism…