‘I was just talking about you’
SATURDAY, September 18 – ‘Oh, are you the husband of the woman who was killed by a motorcycle cop?’ said my table companion at dinner tonight. ‘I was talking about you the other day.’ We’d never met before, and it seemed strange that people were still talking about us ten months later. The man who lost his wife. The woman who lost her life. The tragedy that touched the hearts of people I don’t know.
Diary of a Widower 