My dad died in 1970. He was 26-years-old, married to his high-school sweetheart, and the father of three little girls, ages four, three, and one. He played football for the...
We all have moments in our lives that change us- strengthen or weaken us, whether they be good or bad. They can be meeting someone, having a new experience, hearing...
Writing this is really stepping out of my comfort zone, but, hey, so have the last 4 years since my husband’s death. My Story…….January 19, 2015, my husband of 13...