53 years today! Never thought I'd make it this far. And, on top of that, I have my 35 year high school reunion this weekend, Class of '73. That really makes me feel old. I remember thinking back then that I would be 45 at the turn of the century and wondering if I'd live to see it. It should be a good weekend though. The festivities start Friday afternoon with a tailgating party, complete with barbecue and all the fixins, across the street from Nixon Field. Then on to the Byrnes/Greer game, which hopefully will be a blow out. If it's like it was 35 years ago, we should win the game and the fight. Then, Saturday evening we're off to Demitri's Grill for dining and dancing. It's always fun to see the drinkers on the floor dancing after they've had a few too many. Then, Sunday morning everyone is supposed to attend a church in Spartanburg where one of our classmates is the pastor. It'll be interesting to see how many of the drunk classmates make it to church. I'm carrying my camera to all the events so hopefully I'll have pictures to post later.
I'm older than God's dog, or at least I feel like it sometimes. I've lived most of my life in God's little acre called Startex and the rest of my life within 6 or 7 miles of it. I'm married to my soulmate who was my highschool sweetheart and have been for might near 33.5 years. We don't argue but we do have some intense moments of fellowship on rare occasions. We have four beautiful children who aren't children anymore, two of our own and two who ours are married to that we consider ours. We also have three beautiful grandchildren who still are children. They love their Grandaddy and Mimi and that makes us happier than pigs in mud.
I'm a volunteer firefighter and have been for 34 years. I've been Assistant Chief since 1993 so I don't do much actual firefighting anymore. That's for the younger guys.
I sing in the church choir and sometimes in a quartet consisting of me, my son, my daughter and my son-in-law.