Once upon a time, there were two crazy young kids
who decided to get hitched and start new branches of the family tree.
Somehow, despite an early marriage separated by the Navy, geography, and challenged by money, youth, learning curves, moves, college, budgets, oil embargos, and three kids, they survived and thrived.
First 5 years, then 10, 20, 25, 30?! 40!?
Here they are last year, having made it to 45+, surviving Christmas with me,
Happy Anniversary, you crazy kids. Sorry about the boudoir pix.
And they wonder where we got our silly from?!