Good day, dear listeners, this is Evelyn Dawson, and I am grateful you chose to stay with me today. Please follow along until the end and tell me which city you are listening from, because I truly want to know how far this story travels.
People often asked how I stayed married for fifty two years without falling apart somewhere along the way. I used to laugh and say it was stubborn habits and strong coffee, but the truth was that I loved my husband deeply and quietly in ways that became part of my everyday life.
I loved how Franklin Rhodes folded his newspaper into perfect thirds before reading each section with care. I loved how he called our golden retriever “the senator” because the dog walked into every room like he owned the place.
I loved our home on Oakridge Drive in Fairfield County, a four bedroom house with a wraparound porch and an old maple tree he planted when our son was born. I believed we had built something lasting and honest, something that could not be undone by time.