Wj Carroll wrote:I recall an old man form my childhood, who pulled his wife behind him in a little red wagon. She went crazy when they lost their baby. He never had a drivers license, and he couldn't leave her.... she was in a sort of regressive, catatonic state. She carried a baby doll and sang lullabies quietly. Decades passed, but every few days, you would see him pulling her to the store for their shopping. When they were old and the world was changing, teenagers would throw things and yell at them. He never stopped. If I had to give a true example of pure love and devotion, I could not find a better example. My heart breaks every time I think of them.