There was a time when I didn’t want to get married. It was the mid to late nineties. I had been with my then-girlfriend of 10 years for a few years. How the discussion of marriage came up, I don’t recall. What I do recall was standing firm on not wanting to get married. I’m

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I haven’t lived with my parents in over 30 years, but I, of course, still have a key to their house. A couple of years ago (or more since time flies), I lost my keys. That included my house keys, the key to my parents’ house, keys that I didn’t recall what they belonged to,

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