"I could smell his cologne," she recalled vividly, describing a "visitation."
"I inhaled and I said, 'You're here'. I was turning around and saying, 'Hey Bernard'.
"It stayed with me for about five minutes.
"I don't always feel him,' she admitted.
"But I think he comes when I really need him."
It is a story like this that makes me believe in soul mates. The Soul Man isn't going to let death separate from his wife.