Forty-Six Years!

Our rings still look pretty good, because we haven't worn them often. We've kept them tucked away because of the risk of degloving a finger, plus not wanting to damage them when working. We can put them on, but getting them off again is a challenge.

 

Has It Really Been Five Years?

May 30, 2010; just six months before O.T.'s death. Jill and I were with him all the way to the end. He was a good Father.

Every Day Is Precious...

Nearly killed by a stroke less than a year ago, and now able to weed her garden; Mother Pat and her Schipperke. 

Don't You Worry, Mama...

My Brother-In-Law is a good man.

Star!

One of my dear sweet nieces; just after The Little Shop Of Horrors.