Fourteen years ago [[Catherine]] and I were passing through Napanee, Ontario on our way to our new home in Prince Edward Island. After dinner her grandmother Hazel caught me alone in the kitchen and slipped me an envelope with some cash in it. “We realize that you and Cathy probably aren’t going to get married,” she said, “so this move is as close as we’ll come, and we wanted to give you something.”
It was the nicest thing anyone ever did for us.
Hazel died this week. I will miss her dearly.
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Aw. Condolences to both of
Aw. Condolences to both of you.
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