I had dropped her off at Sky Harbor on a Thursday. She was headed to a conference. I said, "You'll miss Seinfeld." She said, "I'll miss you!" (Seinfeld episodes, the original series, were aired on Thursday nights.) As our 42nd anniversary approaches, I recall the incident with deep love and gratitude. She has probably forgotten it.
This miner for a heart of gold struck paydirt. The strike was lucky, the pursuit wise. In this life, there's no discounting luck. For the unlucky.