Today is my dear departed wife's birthday. She passed away
February 11, 2020. I took some flowers and a card over to her
grave this morning. And of course, did some reminiscing.
There are many fond memories of our sixty years together.
One that kinda rang a bell this morning, was long, long ago.
It was her birthday. I don't remember if it was Las Vegas,
Reno, or Tahoe, nor do I remember the club.
A friend had told me that if I gave the head usher a picture of
President Grant, we would probably get a good seat. I had a
$50, so I gave it a try. We were seated in the front row, center
stage.
I do remember the star of the show was John Davidson, who
some of you may remember. He made a fool out of me, which
is easy to do. He had me sing "You are my Sunshine" to my
wife.
This was just one fond memory, but after sixty years together
there are many more.
By the way, my worst birthday was February 11, 2020.
February 11, 2020. I took some flowers and a card over to her
grave this morning. And of course, did some reminiscing.
There are many fond memories of our sixty years together.
One that kinda rang a bell this morning, was long, long ago.
It was her birthday. I don't remember if it was Las Vegas,
Reno, or Tahoe, nor do I remember the club.
A friend had told me that if I gave the head usher a picture of
President Grant, we would probably get a good seat. I had a
$50, so I gave it a try. We were seated in the front row, center
stage.
I do remember the star of the show was John Davidson, who
some of you may remember. He made a fool out of me, which
is easy to do. He had me sing "You are my Sunshine" to my
wife.
This was just one fond memory, but after sixty years together
there are many more.
By the way, my worst birthday was February 11, 2020.
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