Til death do us part. Our lawyer assured us it would last til then. And it did. Yesterday I got this letter with my alimony check for April returned to me. My ex-wife had died on March 25th after a brief illness, I was informed.
A sad and ignominious way for it to end? Who would have guessed it back in 1954. Well, perhaps something like it could have been predicted. Oh, those naive Eisenhower years!
What’s in a life? Who can say? Hers was a sad life in many ways, but in other ways good. Isn’t that always the case?
May they rest in peace: Christopher M. Seavey and now his mother, Anne.
ps. Perhaps a slight irony: March 25th 1939 was the day our house burned down and I watched it from the library after being dragged there by the librarian whose name was May Day.