āMy first wife Eileen passed away suddenly when she was 48. I was in a fog for a year or so. We didnāt have any children together. And Iām just not good at meeting people. I donāt have that personality. Iām not assertive enough. The only reason Iād been able to meet Eileen was because we worked at the same office. The funeral parlor held an event once a month, where you could go and just talk. That helped a little. But other than that I was pretty lonely. The only real hobby I had was Irish dancing. I tried to keep it up, but it reminded me too much of Eileen, so I quit. I discovered walking by accident. It was a fluke. Somebody left a brochure at the office for something called the Appalachian Mountain Club. It was run by volunteers. Theyād organize walks in the Catskills. I started going on the weekends. Itās not like they were hugely difficult, but it felt great to accomplish something. And it was really conducive to meeting people. Thereās not much else to do when youāre walking next to somebody. I loved it so much that I started travelling to other countries and doing walking tours. I met my current wife on a tour outside of Florence.ā
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