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!