Martha and I had been married for over twenty-five years. We renewed our vows at that time. Then she became Ill with appendicitis and I acted as her "nurse" while she was recovering. Hershey kisses were important while she was getting better. Then, I was suddenly stricken with a serious illness. This time Martha took care of me. Martha told me that a kiss had saved my life. This story gives details of why that was true.