She is hunched over, a humpback dragging her left leg and missing a front tooth; she's just skin and bones. He still has a sparkle in his eye but stumbles very slowly behind his rollator. Nearing the end of life, it's hard to imagine that this old couple was once young and in love. This is the end of their love story. *** It was a different era-the 1940s, World War II, ballroom dancing, gin and tonic, formalities and manners, Camels and Pall Malls. No introspection, no analysis, just live and love. And that's what they did. They met at the army air base during World War II. He was a dashing young pilot instructor, and she had a security clearance for the OSS (Office of Strategic Services) where she was seated behind a desk when his eyes first fell on her. It was simple then. What brought them to now?