I wish to update the world and the Internet regarding the statements made in this post:
I now carry a picture of my beautiful wife in my wallet.
Actually, it’s her senior picture from high school, which is some years before I knew her.
But it had floated atop a box full of her old cassettes for years, and one day when I was looking for old cassettes to play for our children, I finally copped it and stuck it into my (bifold) wallet.
This just in: She is more beautiful now than she was then. Unless, of course, such a statement would get me into trouble with her now. In which case, I, uh….
