Marge and I being married in 1960
Marge’s 1961 birthday photo
I have removed these fingernail slideshows and replaced them with a separate slideshow post. You can access it by clicking on the link at the bottom of each subsequent posts.
I am now placing the most recent slideshow at the top in reverse chronological order. I can't easily re-do that for the few already posted, but this method should be more user friendly. I usually limit a single show to 25 or less images.
Tag Archives: grief
“MY GRANDFATHER’S CLOCK” Words and Lyrics Henry Clay Work “My grandfather’s clock was too large for the shelf, So it stood ninety years on the floor; It was taller by half than the old man himself, Though it weighed not … Continue reading
Horses are beautiful animals. How useful they were to the human race for travel, farming, hunting, making war, racing, etc. As a boy, I remember them still being used as work animals, primarily for plowing, harrowing and otherwise tending to … Continue reading
We married in 1960. The service was conducted by the chaplain of the S.U. chapel and as I recall the ending of the marriage vows finished with the phrase which is the subject of this post. This is then followed by … Continue reading
“I found this tonight and somehow I wanted you to know what it says. It is very lovely. I love you very much. EBB says it much better than I can, although she spoke to a different “Robert” 1959 begins … Continue reading
The photo above is a composite I made of some of the blouses and T shirts that were left after Marge died. Who would have thought that such a simple task could be so gut wrenching? I suppose I did … Continue reading