Monday, July 24, 2006

10 good years, and 89 good years

This week marks two significant things. First, ten wonderful years with my wife. She's cuter than when I met her, I tell you.

It also marks something sad; at nearly 89 years of age, my grandfather left this earth. When I think of some of the times I spent watching TV instead of interacting with him, I wish that Elvis had been in the room with his .45 to shoot the idiot box. (he's said to have done just that in a hotel room in Vegas, I believe)

Grandpa managed to teach me a lot about love, authority, and how to drive a stick anyways. RIP, Grandpa Dixon.


David McCrory said...

Congradulations! My wife and I will be married ten years in November. May your marriage ripen as a bottle of vintage wine!

Bike Bubba said...

And the same to you, David.