I was more than likely an accident, but I am glad I happened. I am the baby of the family, there was a brother born after me, but he died in infancy. My Sister Shirl and I were the second family. We had two older brothers and an older sister. I can barely remember my older siblings at home.
(Me on my older brother’s lap)
Since my dad was a preacher we moved fairly often, so moving has always been in my blood. It never effected the other siblings , just me, the baby. As a child, during my first three years of school, I heard Frankie Lane sing, ‘My Heart Goes Where The Wild Goose Goes’.
It stuck, and my mind soared with every flock (or gaggle) of Geese seen flying in that ‘V’ formation, honking, come go with us.
I had a crush on Betty Carswell, but she never knew it. I dated Margaret Woods for a year as a teen ager (we went steady), BUT I FELL IN LOVE with the beautiful Sherry at 16. I am sure it was Love (maybe in heat), but I wanted that girl.
We were in the same High School, we only had one class together, French. Yeah, I ‘Je vous aime beaucoup’d’ her a lot. We double dated with Vondale and Martha. One trip was to see a friend of ours, Roger Slack. He had just gotten married. On the 40 mile trip back home, I asked Sherry to marry me, she said YES!
She loved me back as a Marine
I joined the USMC, and we were married the next year (1956), I was 17 then. She was Beautiful. Now over 56 years later, she is still beautiful, the love of my life, and in my eyes she is still ‘Sweet 17’. During our marriage we have been separated by cruises and military tours, since retirement, we are together 24/7, I cannot get enough of that girl.
She loved me as a a skinny AF guy.
Even as a preacher for a few years.
Oh, yeah, as a Sailor too.
As a Roach coach driver!
(She stuck with me and operated the remotes as I was trying to be a chalk artist!)
She has put up with a lot, a jealous husband in youth, following me around the world, changing jobs when I got orders, and helping me when I decided to go into business for myself. I studied and worked and became a licensed General Contractor.
(I found my nitch in building, I love this)
Now this is our home!
A view from our picture window. As we head
into the sunset of our lives. What a ride!
God has been better to me than anyone. I think I am his favorite. I was born very young, Loved very young, and still have a young bride after 56 years. Life is good!
Thanks for coming by the log, I apologize for the length, but I got Sherry on my mind!.
PS: (Found in a church bulletin)
Ladies, don't forget the rummage sale. It's a chance to get rid of those things not worth keeping around the house. Bring your husbands.
Most folk know we live in a Motor home, these are fore runners of ours.
Above is an A model conversion.
Above here is a 1909, motor home!