It happened when I carefully examined the plaque in the church.
It was written down there:
In the Memory of Mr...
I got so amazed by those plaques, which i had never noticed before. Even though, i came here almost every weeks, beeen here for almost a year!
An old lady walked to me, then, she said " oh, they were my friends."
Then, she pointed to another plaque and said" she was his wife. "
I was so curious, so, i asked, "oh...do you know them?"
Soon, i pointed to another plaque and asked
" What about this?"
She replied" He is my husband! "
Oh. I could see tears were shimmering in her eyes.
She told me" we got a long run of 56 years, which is hard to achieve by people nowadays"
Oh aunty.. How many good memories you had got with the person in the plaque?
Time flies, but memory never die.
I got so sentimental by this incident.
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