My husband died October 29, 1992.

While I was driving to Torrance Memorial Hospital I saw a blue light streak across the sky over Long Beach. I knew right then and there that he was dead.

I knew something was wrong when I got home from work, the door was locked [he was usually home before me and either taking a nap or working on his stamp collection] and he wasn't there. I saw three messages on the machine, one from the Mitsubishi Dealer, The Torrance Police and Torrance Memorial Hospital. So I called all three and the hospital told me to come right in and they couldn't tell me anything over the phone.

When I got to the hospital I had this very strange calm feeling. They told me that he had a Heart Attack and didn't survive. I talked to the police and was so very numb and just so lost. Here I was I had just gotten laid off from Hughes Aircraft a couple weeks before and now my husband was dead. A double wammy!!!!!

I remember just sobbing for a very long time, sobbing and sleeping on the couch and sobbing more. I sobbed and cried so much my eyes burned. My cat Scruffy (the last family member to see Bob) laid on my lap for three days. He never laid on my lap before and since.

People told me that you won't hurt that bad for long, each day it just hurts a little less. You knowt hey are right that is the way it happens......more to come