We traveled a little

Burt had many anxieties when we first met, had had them for years. He feared train tunnels and getting stuck in them.

He always faced his phobias. He planned trips for us, often by train. In fact, trains became our favorite mode of transportation.

Our trips were special. We went to Mystic and spent a day with the grandchildren. They made a memorable mess at Mystic Pizza.

All the adventures he arranged for us are wonderful memories. The long weekend we spent at Saratoga, however, was magical.

We saw the sights via a tram or trolley. We went to the races.

We swam in a pool across the street from our inn. I have a  surreal, dreamlike recollection of a bizarre and exciting restaurant.

Burt bought me a souvenir. I cherish it. I cherish all our life together.