After 50 Years, I Finally Went to See My First Love at 76—Then Fate Intervened in a Way I Never Expected

and found a cab. By the time I reached the hospital, my hands were trembling so badly I had to sign in at the front desk as slowly and deliberately as possible just to get something resembling my actual signature onto the page. Ellen met me in the lobby. The moment I saw her, I knew instantly who she belonged to — she had Margaret’s eyes exactly, that continue reading …