grow along the fence.
One special sweet Williams grows in my heart.
Today is his 63rd birthday.
He's had three special dogs in his life
and
one wife.
Those who know me also know how close I came to losing this irritating, funny, lovable man. I am thankful for not losing him most days. The tractor has been a toy and a life saver since Hubby's abilities are limited.
We still manage to laugh even in the worst of times. Forty-two years of living hell joyous partnership have been the death of me my reward and my pleasure.
I hope I die first because I wouldn't know how to drive the tractor live without you.
Happy Birthday, honey, hope there's a hundred more!
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