We both had worked at COMSAT for over 10 years, though not directly with each other, and were both busy with our own families. We occasionally discussed the trials and tribulations of raising a pre-teenager and other world conditions. I was then transferred to another office 12 miles away. A couple of years later Marianne became the office manager for our operation there. She was divorced and I was recently separated and we began having lunch. The July 4 cookout was a first date. Delicious food, some fireworks, and we had a delightful day. Her son, just our of high school, and his buddy wired my car with a smoke/noise maker causing some consternation - but no damage - as I was leaving. Needless to say, there were many more dates and then marriage. She accepted my 5 kids as part of the family and she taught me a lot about dealing with the issues of raising kids in a split family. My kids accepted her - some took longer than others - and now have good relationships with her. I am also thankful for the seven (soon to be eight) grandkids that our kids have brought into this world.
We have been to the mountains -
and to the islands -
and I have enjoyed our journey from 1981 to now. We took lots of pictures along this journey. Marianne did a scrapbook (9 volumes) for her son and in the 90's. The Internet also became a part of this journey. She discovered message boards through scrap booking. Then she started talking about a web site, so for her 60-th birthday I gave her a domain and FrontPage. Marianne's corner was published. In 2005 she joined blogspot and in 2007 and 2008 also did a Project 365 to take a picture every day. When I retired at the end of 2007, I joined her in Project 365 for 2008, a thoroughly enjoyable journey in search of photogenic subjects. Some of Marianne's best photos are her close-ups and she works hard to get them.
See the result of this 2007 photo here.
Thanks Marianne, for sharing your life with me these past 27 years. And I am looking to many more years together (with plenty of photos, too)!
Love, Lew