I married this woman on 4 October 1980. The Feast Day of St Francis Of Assisi. That was a Saturday. Alcohol was a major factor in the failure of our marriage.

In November of 2015, she died. At her memorial service , the presiding minister instructed me not to say anything about EAC, per her request. I should direct a statement about my feelings for her in a letter to her siblings. So I was welcome, but unlike all the other attendees, I was to remain silent. So I left.

I never wrote her siblings, nor have I seen them since that day. There is no reason to write or see them.

Now, after nearly ten years, I can say that I have nothing to say to them. Something in me died, when she died.

I may go visit where her ashes are interred, at Mt Auburn Cemetery if I ever go to Boston again. Then again, maybe not.

As ghosts go, EAC is a failure.

Sad, really.