Two Men, 58 Years and Counting. A Love Story.

They can recall the first time they saw each other, at a 1955 fund-raiser for the American Shakespeare Festival Theater in Stratford, Conn., where they both worked. Mr. Leedom was raising money to build the theater, and Mr. Cott was the theater manager.
“Across the crowded room I saw the back of his head, and I thought, that looks kind of cute,” Mr. Leedom said. “He turned around and I said, yes, very cute. Love at first sight.”
And what did Mr. Cott think on that first glimpse?
“I’m going to bed him,” he remembered, smiling wickedly. Then he paused. “And I did.” Another pause. “And I still do.”

Two Men, 58 Years and Counting. A Love Story.

They can recall the first time they saw each other, at a 1955 fund-raiser for the American Shakespeare Festival Theater in Stratford, Conn., where they both worked. Mr. Leedom was raising money to build the theater, and Mr. Cott was the theater manager.

“Across the crowded room I saw the back of his head, and I thought, that looks kind of cute,” Mr. Leedom said. “He turned around and I said, yes, very cute. Love at first sight.”

And what did Mr. Cott think on that first glimpse?

“I’m going to bed him,” he remembered, smiling wickedly. Then he paused. “And I did.” Another pause. “And I still do.”

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