It was Sunday evening, February 5, 2005. I had just started to watch the evening news with my wife JoAnn, and everything was as normal as could be. Life was fine, as far as I was aware. I was quite happy, or at least I thought I was. Suddenly I started to feel a [...]
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I was alone, eating supper on a cold winter’s evening 300 miles north of Vancouver, British Columbia. It was cold and cheerless outside, and it was cold and cheerless inside — in my heart, and in my home. My wife, Joy, to whom I had been married 25 years, had died suddenly a month or [...]
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