53 Years of Love, Loss, and Lust: A Heart-Wrenching Story of Widowhood and Rediscovered Passion Ann and I were married for a little over 53 year. Actually, it was 53 years, one month and two days. For the first 40 plus years, we each had our own careers and friends, but we spent our spare time together. That union produced three Wonderful sons and six beautiful grand children. We kept very busy. Ever since we both retired, we spent almost every hour of our life together. We had been High School sweethearts. She was the first girl I ever kissed, let alone had sex with. We were both virgins on our wedding night. I can remember the combination of raw nerves and total excitement beyond words as we made love for the first time. Together we learned,loved, and built a wonderful life together...and then it was over in a flash! Ann was killed, I say murdered, by a young hood that was high on something and behind the wheel of his daddy's big Lexus 460 Sedan. Ann was just leaving St. Michaels Church where she volunteered every Friday. The car tore recklessly out of the Bar's parking lot. She never saw him coming. I descended into a deep depression. Family and friends tried to console me but they had very little success. One person who refused to give up on me was Judy. Judy and her husband Dan had become dear friends with Ann and me. When Dan died, Ann and I were there for Judy. In the ensuing months, the three of us became even closer. We helped Judy. Now I was the one who needed the help. Ann and I loved Baseball games. One day, Judy told me that she just happened to have two great seats to our favorite team. After a lot of cajoling, I agreed to attend with her. It was like old times. I had a great time. One day, Judy called me and told me she needed a favor. “Sure,” I said, “What can I do for you?” Judy said she didn't want to ask over the phone. Instead, she invited me to her home for dinner that night. Judy had all of Ann’s recopies and she knew just what I liked. After dinner, we moved to the patio desert. Judy then broached the topic of her favor. She explained that she was the Class Reunion Committee Chairperson. Their 50th reunion was fast approaching. They had decided to have a dinner dance at a very expensive restaurant. “It will be semi formal… …and then things took a turn
