42 years ago at about this time, I was getting a haircut. Kathy Marsceau was cutting my hair. She didn't like the way my dad it. She wanted me to look good for my wedding later that day. I'll let you judge.
Far more important than making me look better, she has and continues to make me better.
I thank the Lord for a wonderful wife. It's my anniversary so you go on from here, after all this is . . .
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