"The other night, I asked my husband a question. If he had to distill all of childhood into one memory, what would that memory be? He had to think about that one, but I was ready to share." . . .
"The other night, I asked my husband a question. If he had to distill all of childhood into one memory, what would that memory be? He had to think about that one, but I was ready to share." . . .