The year was 1955. It was 5 p.m. and it was raining. Yes, on my special day, the day I joined my life to the man of my dreams, it was raining. However, my mother assured me that rain was a good omen, and after 58 years I can say she was right. It was in Newark at Our Lady of Mount Carmel Church that we recited our vows, and I would like to add that we have since renewed those vows several times.
Conrad and I met in East Side High School in the Drama Club when we were both 15.
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