Our relationship lasted almost 26 years. Reliable, always willing, a tacit understanding of our roles. We were together over all the holidays, birthdays and sometimes the relationship required lots of attention or relied on the simple rhythm of daily life.
Suddenly, the relationship is over. I had no illusions: “nothing gold stays forever,” says Robert Frost. And so, tomorrow I will have to say good-bye. After 26 years, my performed-perfectly Maytag washing machine…has died.
(S-R archives photo)