It was October 1968. I was 19 riding in the back seat of a friend's '66 Chevy guarding the beer as we cruised the gravel roads consuming said suds. In the dark I could see the outlines of the heads of my two drinking buddies. I was leaving for US Navy bootcamp in a few days so we wouldn't be doing this very much longer. "You know what I'd like?" I asked. "What?" was their reply. "I'd like a date with a blonde who's got a good personality" I responded. In the dark, I could see the outline of their heads turn towards each other. "We know the girl...where do want meet her?" they replied. My response "Mr. Quicks....dinner and a movie." (No....I didn't mean dinner at Mr. Quicks, a local hamburger joint on the "drag" all the local young people dragged.)
The next day I washed and waxed my '64 SS Impala convertible. That evening, I was sitting in the parking lot of Mr. Quicks when a '64 green Mercury pulled up beside me. To this day I am still surprised this shy little blonde had the nerve to get out, walk up to my car and say "Are you Ken? I'm Sharon and I'm your date."
3 days later on our 3rd date, I asked her to marry me. 9 days later I left for US Navy bootcamp after signing over my savings and checking accounts. I came home on Christmas boot camp leave and we were married on Christmas Eve.
She was a young blonde divorcee with 2 kids ages, 3 and 2. Two years later I adopted those two kids and a couple years later we had one more. We have 3 kids, 8 grandkids and 7 great-grandkids.
I nearly lost her to a deadly, rare form of cancer 22 years ago. She's the glue that holds our family together. She adds color to my life. We are so different and yet we complement each other so well. I'd be a lost soul with out her presence in my life. She's my worst critic and my best friend.
I am blessed by having her in my life!
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These are the only two existing photos of our wedding.
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Taken on the shores of Lake Pukaki, South Island, NZ March 2014.
We have come a long ways together!
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