I met him at a softball game. He was tall with a Beaver Cleaver freckled face. “Just your type,” my friend said; she introduced us.
He asked me out. It was the 4th of July celebration – the Symphony in the Park. He said we would have strawberries and champagne – I was hooked. We had beer!
That’s how our life together started.
Twenty years ago today, after 15 years together, we married.
We have shared so much – our laughs, our tears, always as one.
Together always! I love you – My Friend, My Love!