Marge told me she needed a mastectomy. Since she was going to be disfigured, she said, she felt I should divorce her. No words I could find were convincing her that the operation would make no difference. My love for her would not change! I had a dream that indicated a path I might take to convince her. The key was the song by Thomas Moore entitled Believe Me If All Those Endearing Young Charms. This story tells why this was true.
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