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  • They fell in love in college. He was a law student on the GI bill. She was a rich girl. He'd never held a job. She never learned to cook.

    They were broke after a wedding that hit the Los Angeles society pages. Then they took a road trip up the California coast for their honeymoon.

    He'd get out the Rollei and posed her to look like a movie star in a romance film. Then he used a light meter to determine how to set the F-stop and the shutter speed. He prepared the timer, cranked the film, then hit the timer and stepped back to the window where they posed gazing into each other's loving eyes. You can feel the invisible energy sparking and crackling between them in that picture.

    At every nightly stopover he'd find another scene to graphically depict their passion. Each time it was the same - create a picture-perfect embodiment of love. These carefully constructed images are all that remain of this bucolic time in their lives. It was before the children came and business failed and the woman's movement changed everything. Their love was mangled by the stress.

    That was fifty three years ago. He died in November.

    She's lost without him.
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