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thank you – to our service men and women

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A dear niece – this very day – became a soldier.

God bless her.

A beloved uncle who served in the Marines died recently.

God bless him.

There have been many in my family

and many among my friends

(as well as my husband)

who served in the military.

God bless them.

God bless and keep

those

who are serving

– all over this world –

for freedom’s cause –

for us . . .

God bless and keep them all.

Remembering

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Ray - fearless

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Ray - standing tall

Question of the Day

Courtship:
How did you meet your spouse?   How long did you know each other before you were married?  Can you describe your wedding?

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Every now and then I receive an e-mail question or quiz  that is being circulated among friends.  Recently the above question arrived in my e-mail box.  It makes one think back and remember a specific time.

A friend who has been diagnosed with Lou Gehrig’s [Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis (ALS)] disease is sharing some of her junior high and high school memories. I am thoroughly enjoying her reminisces.

Our stories.

Our memories.

We all have stories and I feel it is important to leave some sort of  story regarding our lives for our children and grandchildren.  Why?  Because I know that I have wanted to know about my parents and grandparents and ancestors.   I’m also interested in my friends’ stories; we have so much to share and often our stories are shared experiences – the times we were with one another.  These are good memories.

I welcome friends’ answers to the above question in this posting.  Tell!

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My answer:

  • I met my husband at a little hamburger ‘joint’ in Farmington, New Mexico.  He came to the Four Corners Area when this area experienced a huge oil and gas ‘boom.’  This was a very busy time in this part of the country and it was a teenage practice to ‘cruise’ Main Street – going from one end of town (The Chicken Shack) to the other end of town (The Chicken Hut).  A carload of guys parked by our car filled with teenage girls and we all struck up a conversation – and one thing led to another.
  • We were married almost three years later.
  • We eloped!  All the way to Aztec, New Mexico – to the Presbyterian Church.  A couple in the congregation were our witnesses.

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