Thirty-five Years

My Mary and I will be married for thirty-five years today, May 12th. Had I not found her my life would already be over, one way or sadly the other. I can see myself alone on a bench begging for dimes with old scrubby hands and a mind nearly gone.

Although today I can sit on that bench with her, she never gave up on me, not as I have over and over again.

So today we sit together on that bench. Watching the sun rise and fall like the road we have traveled together – ups and downs, she has never allowed me to throw in the towel.

I kid her about her "Lobster Claw" Hands…such strength…such love this old Swab never dreamed of, nor ever deserved. But she has given me two great children, and three Grand Children. I have given nothing but the sadness in my eyes of a War gone, except there in my tears she gladly wipes away with her devotion, and love.

I love you Mary with all my soul.

Forever, forever

And a Day

Garland