Thirty-two years ago, the Gotham Gal and I got married.
We had been together for five years at that time.
We have now been together for thirty-seven years.
A relationship that has lasted almost four decades is a special thing.
There is a comfort, a deep friendship, a mind melding, that develops.
At least three or four times this week, one of us uttered something that the other was thinking but just had not said yet.
We are celebrating the day in Paris, one of our favorite places, and pretty much doing nothing, but of course doing everything. Together.
