She looked back at me and said, "So, what do you want to know?"
I got my notebook and pen out. "When and where was Lillian born?"
I figured that Sperry knew so little about his future bride that even that basic information would be helpful.
"Well, she was born right here in Aspen, on February 25, 1928."
"So," I said, "if I'm doing the math right she just turned 28."
She nodded, "That's correct. She's the only child my husband and I had, so I'm afraid we spoiled her just a little."
I smiled, "Well, that's to be expected."