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It brought to mind this couple who I met on holiday in Malta, during the eighties. They were both quite a bit older than me but we exchanged letters and Xmas cards for years. We never ever met again though.

Then, one year I had a card from hubby who told me that his wife had died. I continued to write to him and then silence. A year or so later, his daughter wrote to me to inform me of his death. She had found my address in his book and took the time to let me know.

As you say, Willow, it sort of put it together for me.