October 23, 2013
October 23, 2013
I can't remember which birthday it was (Lindy's is the day before mine) I gave Lindy a fake diamond engagement ring to wear at bars to keep creeps from hitting on her. We were living in NYC at the time. Much to our shared chagrin, when she wore it, it attracted even more obnoxious pick-up lines. When she passed away, she willed it back to me. I wear it often and, of course, have it on now.