Good old Marc Chagal remarried when he was in his late fifties, I was then freshly out of the womb in smoky bombed out downtown London Eng.

I  remarried a little after my sixtieth year, after seeing the love of my life to her transition, remarried within a year like Marc, like so many men freshly widowed. 

Join the stats my son.

That marriage went deep south.

I think Marc's fresh marriage, after a years hiatus, resumed producing a child.

I got to admire Marc's work, though a  little too clunky at times for my taste, he hung in there through some tough social times.

Marc lived a long time I think, will have to look that up.