The letters were filled with love. Then came the news that the doctors had given up all hope, the news that his bride had slipped into a coma and, finally, the tearful news of her death. I attended the funeral and the traditional get-together at Jim's home after the services. Two hundred people were there, offering their support. But the next day Jim was alone, without Iva for the first time in 50 years.
Life is short.
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