Longing for What Is Lost
MR. NATHANIEL GOULD: "My wife Molly and I met in music school, nearly fifty years ago. Neither of us ever became professional musicians, but we have always enjoyed going to concerts two or three times a week.
"But the last few concerts we attended were very distressing because Molly got impatient and restless and couldn't sit still. She said she felt sick, so we had to leave during the performance. I disliked disturbing the other people at the concert.
"Last Sunday we had tickets for an opera. My sister was visiting, so I asked her if she would care to go, but she wasn't particularly interested. Then I asked her if she would mind if I left Molly with her while I went by myself, and she agreed. So I went to the opera and relaxed and enjoyed it because I didn't have to worry about Molly becoming restless. At the same time, I won't have that freedom too often, so I think I will have to give up our subscriptions next season. I'll miss the concerts, but I already miss the fact that I can't share them with Molly. I've lost my companion."
Ms. HELENA DORFMAN: "My father was in wonderful shape until he was 8 3. Even after he retired from his firm, he kept working. He and his good friend Todd, who had also been in the firm, formed a consulting business to work with other companies in the steel alloy industry. They shared an office until the day Todd died. Dad began to decline right after