My husband Peter would have been 96 years old on March 10th.  I was delighted by the many friends who acknowledged the date with fond memories of him.  

Best of all was the note from daughter-in-law Katrina who reported that Peter has been seen celebrating in heaven eating jelly beans (oh the times I found random jelly beans on the floor of our car!) with Seth and Dani’s beloved dog, Forrest Gump.

Peter and I had 56 great years together.  I miss him every single day.