37 years ago onMay 8, 1986, my friend Carol said, "Come to the Cherry Hill Race track tonight . I'll introduce you to my friend, The Pfeff. "
As we were coming up the escalator at the track this crazy, funny, gregarious, charming little man jumped out from behind a giant potted plant. I think I fell in love that night. For both of us, it was like an instant recognition..As if: "There you are! I've been looking for you"
He always called me his "Sweetheart".. I called him my rock, the love of my life. Until we meet again...everywhere I am, there you'll be.
Your Sweetheart, Connie
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