How a Head Cold Got Me Married

And how could marriage result from a mere head cold? Why, I squirm as if caught in a velvet trap…well, I could, but my husband is standing right behind me and might ask me what I’m sitting on. Yes, it’s been nothing but high misadventure for me, especially since I lost my extremely brave and sincere first husband, a wonderful Austrian-American Jew, to combined MS and cancer in February of 1985. I loved him so much…even after more than a dozen intensive, fascinating, and downright roller