Interstitial Moment:

Today (March 22nd) is the fourth anniversary of my husband's death. David and I met when we were both out of college, he a year, me a newly-minted alum. We had both gone to New York City, he after a year of teaching math at Wheeling College in West Virginia, come to the city to get a job with IBM in the first group of programmers to work on Fortran. I to get a job in publishing.

We met cute (as they say in the movies), in the summer of 1960, and two years later were married. September 2...