My Husband

Wednesday mornings I work in the temple. And we wear name tags there. Yesterday a woman approached me as she was about to leave the temple. Probably I helped her earlier. She asked if I was related to Wayne Schiess. I answered yes.

"How are you related to him?"

"I am his wife."

"Oh, I wondered if you might be his wife. He was my high school Spanish teacher at Middleton High School."

"That's a long time ago," I said.

Here's how long, it was 1966 when he taught at Middleton High School.

She said, "Yes, a long time ago, but I never forgot him. He was a great man."

"And a nice guy," I said, wishing I had said something more significant.

She said, "He still is a great man."

Then I said, "He is no longer here, you know."

"I know. He died too young. He was a great man."

So maybe you don't know how good it is when someone remembers him. And speaks to you about him. And like that.