It’s 5 o’clock in the morning, quite chilly for November - yes, autumn is fast retreating as we enter our final season. I lie in bed, savoring the warmth under the deep comforter, listening to my wife gently breathing. We’ve been married for 46 wonderful years, but it seems just like yesterday... Ah, how short life really is... I turn to look at her, my beautiful bride, resting so peacefully, a soft smile always lingering on her lips... I wonder what she’s dreaming about that