I know this is late for the 50th Reunion. And I've had issues addressing these heart-wrenching memories. Forgive me, but here goes.
I decided against attending college after graduation and accepted a bookkeeping job at Gertz in Mid Island Plaza. That's where I met my first husband. Five years after being married, we were the proud parents of a daughter and son. Our marriage ended in divorce in 1972 after 9 years.
My sister frequented a butcher shop in Northport. The owner, Frank, was very talkative and my sister suggested he meet me, so she set up a blind date. Frank immediately became the love of my live. He was a widower with four children, a girl and three boys. We married in 1974 and established our own "Brady Bunch."
We wound up moving to Florida in 1978. Frank got involved with a company that sold aluminum products. I captured a position working for medical benefits administrators at a local hospital. We maintained a romantic relationship until Frank's death in January of 2005. Frank had a rare liver disease Primary Sclerosing Cholangitis (PSC). His only chance at survival was a liver transplant that went bad. Frank passed from complications of the surgery. I will always miss Frank.
I lost my last job in June of 2009 and am still looking for work.
Love to all my classmates.
