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April 16, 2004
After a balmy spring day, sitting on the back porch of the Gatehouse, I start to relax, sinking back into the earth, taking root as I listen to the rustle of nature above the distant din of the expressway. A gift is presented to me for no apparent reason. Inside the bag I discover a pair of beautifully framed tickets for the Richie Haven concert in October. Not our first date, but by all means it is the day when we became a couple. Our tickets, which he saved and framed. I am undone and all but burst into tears.