People that can no longer be.
This week my parents will have been married for sixty-three years.
When I look at pictures of their wedding - which isn’t the photo above! - I see a time that no longer is, and people that could no longer be. It’s there in the modesty of the chairs, lined up outside the church for the photographs, the smallness of the wedding party, the gallantry of the…
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