Began to ache as the garage door lowered and his car descended our driveway.  Before he slid into his seat behind the wood accented steering wheel we kissed and hugged like we were in college leaving each other after a wonderful weekend together. But we aren’t young anymore, although our love affair has never changed its tingly and heart throbbing feel even after its beginning over 55 year ago.  Each kiss, each hug, each loving event can be named and dated with details of the weather, the place and the clothes we wore.  Our love affair is not only remembered but is constantly reminisced and devoured as though it is a living and breathing thing of which is in both of our hearts and minds and continues with each breath we take.