She happened to see Joan
Lunden walk into a downtown
restaurant in Naples, Florida

on a Friday evening twenty-five
years ago. She said she wanted
to go to that restaurant the

next evening. Tragically, be-
tween that announcement and
the next evening, she died,

seemingly out of the blue,
of a subarachnoid hemorrhage.
He saw a commercial featuring

Joan Lunden, twenty-five years
later, and he wanted to say
to Ms. Lunden that his wife

looked a lot like Ms. Lunden,
blond and blue-eyed, and was
so star-struck that she wanted

to visit the same restaurant
and so he said into the T.V.,
“Hey, my wife wanted to go to

the restaurant you visited,”
but it was a quarter century
too late to say that and who

would know if the restaurant
was even there and he wouldn’t
know never being back.