We should like to remember things fondly.
Or, at least try to remember things fondly.
Nature may work in our favor here.
See, I think time has a way of filtering out some of the bad and highlighting the good.
But I could be wrong about that.
Some hurts simply take a long time to let go of.
I want to have an affection for every experience this life gives me.
The sweet ones. And the bitter ones too.
Because there was a reason for all of it. And because posterity and providence demands it.
Seriously though, that’s a beautiful way to remember someone who lost you $15 million! 🤮
At the appointed time Irving waltzed in with a very beautiful young woman who was a respected scientist: a cancer researcher at Sloan-Kettering. She did not speak a word, and they strolled off together hand in hand. It’s the way I like to remember Irving now: a small, impeccably dapper man strolling up Fifth Avenue with a beautiful young woman holding his hand.