It was a Friday, the kids were in school, my dad was in town and we were baby sitting the dog, Dirky.
You were in your USMC work uniform and I was in bell bottoms and platform shoes (and a blouse). We took everyone but Dirky to a buffet for dinner, you insisted, I was willing to fry up pork chops. It rained during the night and our private honeymoon tent had holes in it.
I guess that was the sign that our married life would be filled with fun and not so fun, surprises and hardships and lots of love.
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