In 1978 my husband and I were heading to the Metropolitan Opera when we had a passionate argument. I tore our opera tickets into tiny pieces and threw them to the ground. We reconciled, gathered up the ticket remnants and headed to the Met. The lady at the ticket counter sent us to the manager. After we explained what had happened, he exclaimed, “I love drama!” and replaced our tickets with far better ones. After 42 years of marriage we don’t remember what the opera or the fight were about, but we will never forget that act of kindness. — Amy Kornik