I am now, so people tell me, an excellent listener. People love to talk about their favorite subject, THEMSELVES!
I went on to work at a job that I really liked and retired from there in 2003. I met a young woman in 1980 that I was absolutely enthared with, another Carol, whom I became close friends and as far as I was concerned, my soul-mate if you believe in that. We spent almost all of our time together at work (when we could) and most of the time together away from work. She dated other guys and I dated other women, which she hated since it took time I shared with them away from her.
She died in 1989 due to complications from Legionnaires Disese (can you believe it?) at the age of 33 and a week before she was supposed to get married to another guy. She thought I was mad at her for planning her marriage but I wasn't mad just jealous! I went to the funeral home to see her but she had a closed coffin and I took a rose to put on her casket. While there, one of the funeral home workers approached me and asked if I was the guy that wanted the rose put in her hands. I said "YES" and had to stand in the back of the chapel while he ooened the casket to put the flower inside. I still could see her body even in the back, I asked the guy how he knew I was coming with a rose for her and he told me that some woman had called and told them I was coming! I found out later that no one I knew had called the funeral home! My own personal 'ghost story". That act made her death a little more bearable! So I must say
"Thank you, Carol" I will always Love and miss you.