I most certainly look forward to at least another 36 years with her. I’m not sure Jeeps or Cubs will be a part of our lives then, but I’m sure it will be something we both enjoy.

Mom told me to get a haircut (Moms are like that), but Rosie’s mom thought I was cute. If I only had known all that weight would have caused my hair to fall out, I probably would have listened to Mom. I’m glad my boss at the salt and pepper factory gave me a couple hours off work so I could say my vows (I was the guy who picked fly poop out of the pepper before it was packaged). It’s kinda nice to relive those glory years.