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