December 1977
We Found a Better Way
A phone call made the difference between suicide and a beautiful way of life
IT WAS MARCH 6, 1976, a beautiful, mild winter day. In four more days, he would be forty, a young man still. Yet he felt his life was over. Indeed, he was planning to end it that day. Some strange turn of his tormented mind made him want to talk once more to me, his fiancee. I was only a few weeks from my fortieth birthday.
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