Matt's photo, sent in response to my personals ad. If it hadn't been for a postal rate increase, we wouldn't have met.
Matt and I met at Ortman’s Ice Cream and Sandwich Parlor. It was my daughter’s and my favorite place to go—our warm spot, our home away from home.
Stepping out to go dancing in San Francisco: an attempt to imitate Fred and Ginger.
Matt's jerry-rigged photo of us in Lourdes, France.