10/10/1975 seems like yesterday and a million years ago all at the same time.
I wonder if those two kids would have still gotten married way back then if
they had known about all the trials that were in store for them? I'm glad we
did, after all, it ain't easy to find a woman willing to be a bicycle widow on beautiful
weekends. They're special, rare individuals and I most certainly do appreciate
the one who's chosen to share her life with me, as cranky and grumpy as I
get to be at times. She does comment occasionally about all the bikes
stored around the garage and house, but I still believe I'll keep her around.
I should probably change my tag to Lucky Cranky Old Dude