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Huh.
I received an e-mail from an old friend in California which informed me my first fiancé, the fellow I was going to marry back when I was 19 (and then changed my mind), died a few months ago. Of cancer. He was 43.
I haven't thought of this man in ages. But he meant a great deal to me once upon a time. Last I heard anything about him was at least 15 years ago -- he was divorcing the woman he had married after he and I split up, and the ex got the kids. I have no idea whether he married again or had more children. I don't know what kind of cancer he had, or even exactly when he died. (My e-mail informant didn't have all the details either.)
I'm considering mailing a short note to his parents, but I can't remember their first names, and truthfully don't even know if they're still living.
This is very strange.
I haven't thought of this man in ages. But he meant a great deal to me once upon a time. Last I heard anything about him was at least 15 years ago -- he was divorcing the woman he had married after he and I split up, and the ex got the kids. I have no idea whether he married again or had more children. I don't know what kind of cancer he had, or even exactly when he died. (My e-mail informant didn't have all the details either.)
I'm considering mailing a short note to his parents, but I can't remember their first names, and truthfully don't even know if they're still living.
This is very strange.