19 how old he was when he was an usher and I was a flower girl. He was a big guy and I was terrified.

16 how old I was at the Old Home Days my folks dragged me to. I had my nose buried in a book when he asked what I was reading. He was a big guy, 31, and I was too shy to talk to him.

27 how old I was when I drove Grandma to visit his mother. He came for supper. He was a big guy (be still my heart!).

47 how old he was the day we discovered we were crazy about each other. He was a big guy and his arms felt so right around me.

34 how old I was our wedding day. He was a big guy and looked like one of the Sopranos in his suit.

55 how old he was the day he cardiac arrested. He was a big guy whose feet hung way off the end of the gurney.

39 how old I was the day they told me he would be a vegetable and I made him DNR.

56 how old he was the day he told a nurse to go fuck herself. He was a big guy and could feed himself.

42 how old I was the day I held my big guy and told him it was okay to go.