I am a true believer in fate and in time everyone will meet “THE ONE” when they least expect it. I want to share my story of how I met my wife 34 years ago in an airport in Salt Lake City while traveling for business. What prompted me to write this was that my wife Sheri recently passed away after a long fight with pancreatic cancer and I wanted to write a series of entries as I go back in time to remember the early part of our relationship. I think this will be therapeutic and a way to relive the wonderful times I had with her. Early in my career, I worked as a consultant for a well known financial firm based out of New York. Traveling for 2 weeks out of every month was pretty regular for me. I was living the life, staying in 5 star hotels, meeting women in random bars, and blowing cash on the regular. But something about that kind of got old after a while. Most of the women I’d meet were either your regular winos at these airport bars or were on some kind of medication which weren’t necessarily the type of people I wanted to see again after a one night stand. I never was the type of guy who had to be a in a relationship or even wanted a family but that all changed when I met Sheri. I had job in Utah in the fall of 1977. I had never been there as most of my travels were either to LA or Atlanta so it was somewhat exciting to see a new place. I ended up packing two large suitcases for this particular trip because a couple I had known in college were living there and wanted to do a weekend in their cabin at the tail end of my trip.
I remember the flight being really bumpy and sitting next to a guy who must have only taken cuban showers thinking that his cologne would cover up the fact that he hadn’t showered in a few days. I literally had to turn my head angled towards the aisle regularly when breathing in to avoid inhaling the musty BO. As we made our decent into Salt Lake City, I noticed a young woman in her mid 20′s making her way back to her seat from the bathroom. I’m a sucker for brunettes in business suits and this woman had it all going on. She looked like the lawyer type and something about her drew me toward her. This is the first of a series of posts, so stay tuned…
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Im sorry your wife died, must be painful, but hey if you believe in fate there must be something else out there for you to enjoy… I want to keep reading the story you got me intrigued.
sorry for the loss…
its grt that u started writting remembering her…its a good way to keep her alive in ur writtin…keep it up.