Wednesday, October 27, 2010

3141 HOTW - Jay

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

"Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail."
-- Ralph Waldo Emerson --


Honey of the Week (and the decade, and well, my life until I lost him) - my late husband Jay. We were still in honeymoon mode when he died.

I fell for him the first time I saw him. Photos don't convey his deep soft voice, or the graceful way he moved. At 6'3" and over 200 lbs. he was a big guy, but had been a competitive ballroom dancer before I met him.

1984, the year after I first met him:

1993, a year before we married, visiting my youngest sister in Florida:

1995. He loved beasties of all kinds, including his father's dog Pepper, here, who hated me and bit me several times:

1997, his last good year:

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

OMG he was a competitive ballroom dancer? Don't take this personally but I now officially hate you. Good looking, tall and a ballroom dancer. Life is not fair.

Well particularly that part where you lost him. Very definitely not fair.