Our wedding day - September 8, 1973. We’d had a wonderful day and were getting ready to leave the reception when the photographer decided to snap this photo. We were deliriously happy for the next 43-1/2 years. My tall, dark, handsome husband who lived for his family. I love and miss you so very much, Michael. When it’s my time, please be waiting at the bottom of heaven’s stairs to lead me into eternity with you.