“So, you are renewing your membership for you and your husband?” the pleasant-voiced man at Descanso Gardens asked on the phone.
I am silent for a long time.
I want to tell him that George and I had a tradition of moonlight kisses at Descanso. How we attended the summer concerts every year and sometimes would wander off on a walking path and dance to the music.
I want to tell him how we enjoyed picnicking under “our tree,” a massive oak that has a trunk shaped like a bear’s claw.
I want to tell him that the year we were late getting to [READ MORE HERE]
Source: OC Register