Rest In Peace, Ralph

My hands on the keyboard tonight were Ouija Board operatives. They typed a name I had not thought of in years, much less Googled. I was thinking of Scotland. How did my fingers know to reach back to a former life? How was their mark so devastatingly true?

We met when I was a freshman at the University of Florida; he was a graduate assistant teaching a course. We married in 1971; divorced in 1981. We broke each other on the rocks of delayed adolescence.

I found the blessing of lasting love. Now I know he did, too.

A good man. Rest in peace, Ralph Glatfelter, and comfort to your loving wife and treasured life companion.

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