<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0040FF"><span style="font-size: 200%; line-height: 116%;">Earl Seaward, the Archivist Assistant</span></span></div><br/><br/>It would have been obvious to whoever had seen Earl that the question regarding his memory of Millie, the late wife to Harold, came as quite a surprise. Since her passing Harold has not spoken much of her in quite an open manner, though any conversation about the lovely woman was welcome.<span style="color: #0040FF">"Millie.." </span>Earl started to speak as his thoughts went back to the short time he had spent with her. Sure, a lot of those memories were somewhat fuzzy as he was still very young when she was around. However, he did remember how much he loved her, and she loved him, as he spent the very little time he did with her. Her passing was another sad day for the young child that had already seen many sad days prior to him coming to the couple.<br/><br/>The passing of Millie had a huge impact on the archivist himself, according to the observation of the assistant. The young child noticed how Harold would constantly fidget with his jewelry that was a symbol of his marriage to his late wife. This, as Earl assumed, was probably the main reason behind the older man's concern for the youth to find a good woman to settle down with.<span style="color: #0040FF"> "...I do remember Millie, though I admit not as much as I would like to. I was still young and hardheaded when she was here, so my memories of her are quite limited. Though I do remember how much she would care for me and how much I loved being around her."</span><br/><br/>The young man began to chew on the piece of bread that he had been holding in his hand as he sat down next to Harold at the table, thinking about all the times he would be scared during the night, memories of past events haunting him, and Millie would be there in his room to comfort the child. She reminded him so much of his own mother in that regard, as his mother would do the same thing when he would have nightmares. A lot of what Miliie was like reminded the young lad of his mother, which made it even harder when she had passed away.<br/><br/>Looking at the ring that sat on the finger of Harold, Earl began to speak some more,<span style="color: #0040FF">"She was a lot like my mother, you know. The way she cared for me, the way she acted, even the way she spoke. She was very kind and loving and I remember taking to her right away because of it. I had missed my mother so much that when I first heard her I thought she was my mother. She sounded so much like her that I was happy to be just around her. I do miss her dearly, Harold, as I am certain that you must tenfold. Have you been thinking about her a lot lately?"</span>