Celebrating 19 Years of Marriage
It seems like kind of a lot time but really it’s not.
I have known Scott for as long as I can remember.
We grew up together in the same small town,
had the same friends, teachers, coaches,
participated in the same activities, clogging, mayflower,
hikes to the “B”, hunters safety, spend many hours at the swimming
pool park, playing little league baseball, and attended the same
schools and church.
We graduated in the same class. “1993”
We call the little dirt roads the same name, like The Hogsback,
Trash pile hill, Thrill hill. Just the same we know the nickname of
everyone too. like Stretch, Patty Butter, and many more.
We share a lot of the same childhood memories, where we use to ate
Pugs, Coaches Gallery, Annie's, Tubs and Shirley's.
Even though some of them are long gone or changed names.
We still have our memories of them.
We swam in the Big ditch, jumped off cliffs at 3 creeks, and fished a lot
at little Res.
This little town is where everyone knows everyone,
you know there grandparents.
You could Trust everyone, and they looked out for you too.
This little town made for a wonderful childhood, and helped mold us
for who we are today.
This little town is where we fell in love.
This town is still full of people we love and care for.
We love to go visit, take our kids there and make more great
memories.
As it should be.
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