Thatís Carol Lawrence and Vince Naso in Hawaii in 1970, just before I met Vince. We lived together for 7 years and stayed good friends
all of the rest of his life even though he later remarried. Vince was diagnosed with lung cancer a week before my husband Tony and I were going to go visit and stay with him in L.A. He died 10 days
after the diagnosis and it reigns as one of the worst days of my life when his son Greg gave me the news. I loved him all my life and he was one of the best friends I have ever had. I had my very own
first home with Vince when I was 21. He taught me so much about myself, I wish I could have done the same for him. I came straight from being a total spoiled brat with household help to living with
Vince, and doing everything myself with his tutelage. I had never done my own laundry or cooked much other than scrambled eggs. He taught me everything
about keeping a house and I learned how to cook while living with him, and quite well I might add. I think I will miss him all the rest of my life.
When I moved in with him without marrying him, my father wouldnít talk to me for over a year. It simply wasnít done where we were from. But I had fallen in love at 16. The most amazing
love story turned sour when I found out the love of my life wasnít really divorced as he said he was. It turned me off marriage and so I refused to marry Vince, thinking he would leave me
anyway. Well, I wound up leaving him. Not for someone else, but our lives had simply taken different turns. The irony is that he helped me find myself, and that self couldnít live the life
we started together. I am grateful that before Vince died his son Tim gave us a private moment together and I was able to thank Vince for all the things I learned about life from him. Thatís
the only consolation I have from that experience. That and the fact that his family still remain my extended family. His son Gregory and I are close as well as his nieces and a brother and
sister-in-law who are still around.