If you could sum up this small, sweet collection of stories, you’ll find yourself completing the title with the word LOVE. Love is the thread that runs through every person’s story as they retell it to the Story Corps and it lands off the page into your lap when you read it.
Each story is different, delightful and will make you alternate between smiling and crying. I smiled and laughed over a couple who fell for each other after seeing each other a toll booth every morning. And tucked tid-bits away from a couple who loved each other for 53 years, two months and five days. I cried my eyes out over the remembrance from the wife of an office worker who never made it out of the twin towers on September 11, 2001.
A sweet book that reminds me again: we all have stories, we all are stories. And they should never be lost. Journal for yourself, for your spouse and for your children. Write them letters. Stories. Write down the stories you hear from your relatives. Don’t let them be lost.