merrylander
AK Member
Rather than interrupt the fest thread this sort of qualifies as an event, at least it was an event in our lives.
After offering her my protection the night of the February blizzard of 1983 and a handshake, All that stack of letters across 500 miles resulted in a private wedding ceremony at my brothers house thirty years ago today.
The champagne is chilling, her card is made - I always make her birthday and anniversary cards because I can never find ones that say what I feel. Mom did say that of her three sons I was the poet. I guess that I do have a way with words because Florence did agree to be my wife and make my life complete.
After offering her my protection the night of the February blizzard of 1983 and a handshake, All that stack of letters across 500 miles resulted in a private wedding ceremony at my brothers house thirty years ago today.
The champagne is chilling, her card is made - I always make her birthday and anniversary cards because I can never find ones that say what I feel. Mom did say that of her three sons I was the poet. I guess that I do have a way with words because Florence did agree to be my wife and make my life complete.
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