I am way overdue for a tribute to my wonderful husband, Curtis. I just love these pictures of him growing up. I wish I'd known him in elementary school when he and the boys would ride their pretend horses around the girls on the playground. Or when his Mama dressed him up as a "Sweet Pea" for Halloween; thank goodness she kept a great photographic record of her boy :)
I don't know how many dogs he has had (I don't think he does either) but I love to hear about them.
Pee Wee was one of his favorites. His first rat terrier. He had a little cart she could pull. She had lots of puppies (ohhhh puppy breath and peanut feet heaven.) Shep an English shepherd lived the longest, sixteen years. Shep could round up the cows and calves on the farm. Once when he was a young boy, Curtis got between a cow and her calf and Shep charged in and threw the cow down before she could trample Curtis.
Those are just a few of the millions of things I love about my man! In 45 years of marriage, I have only just begun to discover his wonderful qualities. Almost every day I thank God for bringing this little DC girl to Coker to meet and marry him. God is Good. All the time. Even when we don't deserve it.