Remember how many times you used to call me from work? I would be at home doing something and the phone would ring, and it would be you! Any few minutes you had, even before you had a cell phone, a phone was found and you would find me and we would talk for as long as possible about anything.
For a man who worked at Chrysler, you had an inordinate amount of time available to chat with your girlfriend and you took advantage of that. It didn't matter what I was doing or if I had an appointment or whatever; you would call and we would talk. Lots of subjects would come up and be discussed at length or I would just listen sometimes, when you woke me from a sound sleep, while you talked and laughed about something that had happened at work. Sometimes you would complain, but not too often....I didn't mind most of the time.
In those days, it was unusual for us to NOT talk at least 2-3 times per day, even when we didn't see each other. You also wrote tiny little letters to me while at work and gave them to me when we did get together. The letters were no bigger than 1x2 inches, written with an extremely sharp pencil, complete with a stamp on the tiny envelope. I loved those little "love letters" so much! They gave voice to the patience and care that could come from your hands and your heart.
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