Whitman and I married when I was twenty-five and he was twenty-seven. He was a large, quiet carpenter, often covered in sawdust, with enormous hands. He made custom cabinetry and bookshelves for Mission Hills homes.
We hoped to start a family immediately. Perhaps three or four children. We had discussed it on our second date. ChildSafety Locks
We tried for two years without success.
There was no pregnancy.
We consulted a fertility doctor. Both of us underwent testing. My results were normal.
Mike’s were not.
I still remember the day
