Today at Boatwerks, the restaurant where I work, I served a lovely couple in their eighties who were seeing each other again for the first time in nearly 60 years. Gladdy and Robert, they told me, became sweethearts in 1953 when both worked for a hospital in Chicago while attending college. The romance lasted three years, until graduation, Robert moved to Lansing, Michigan for a job while Gladdy remained in Chicago, continuing her work at the hospital. After a time, they lost touch. Both met and married other people, had children and grandchildren, and for decades lived their lives without any contact. Eventually, both of their spouses passed on. Gladdy’s niece (who lives here in town) invited her aunt for a visit and secretly arranged for Robert to travel from Lansing for a surprise reunion. It was my privilege to listen to their wonderful story and observe the happy interaction between the two as they reminisced about their lives during their long, leisurely lunch. Robert even remembered the address of the hospital where they worked together! At the end of their meal, I thanked them and wished them all the best. A few moments later came the happy ending – they walked out of the restaurant hand-in-hand.