It was October 16, 1983 at the Old Westbury Hebrew Congregation on Long Island when I married Karen. I was 34 years old at the time which is old for someone marrying for the first time. In some ways it seems like yesterday, but in others it seems like an eternity. It was a sunny and mild day when we tied the knot. I guess I should talk about what has transpired over 23 years of marriage. We honeymooned on Hawaii where I got a very bad sunburn. Since then I was never much of a beach person. At that time I worked for the big New York Public Library on 5th Avenue and 42nd Street. Lee was born on March 28, 1988. Time imposes changes on all of us, but Karen has been extremely resistant to any kind of change. She is very set in her ways which has frustrated me very much over the years. You can't have everything. In this day and age many marriages don't last very long, so I guess ours have passed the test of time. But my former sister-in-law Arlene who introduced me to Karen back in 1980 divorced Paul (Karen's brother) some years back after 24 years of marriage. My parents were married for 51 years when my Dad died in 1997.
The Met Cardinal game was rained out tonight so I guess that Din G from the NJIT library will not respond to this entry. :)