Tripping on my Husband’s Over 50 Life Insurance
The trip is all planned. The children will meet me at the airport in New York. We will fly to Paris together. It’s going to be a wonderful trip; it wouldn’t have been possible without Steve’s over 50 life insurance policy. He bought it a decade or more ago, to be sure that his last wish was paid for. He wanted his ashes spread in the ocean near Normandy Beach. Steve was one of the boys who stormed that beach 60 years ago and made it home. He always thought that he’d like to spend eternity with his comrades at arms who never left.
