Dinah Miller
I THOUGHT I knew what to expect when I married my husband. We had dated for years, and while David is an even-tempered, unflappable soul, he'd told me how he'd had to stay home from seventh grade for three days after the Red Sox lost the 1975 World Series, and then I was with him through their 1986 defeat to ... (Full article: 633 words)
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