Jun. 12, 2021


Here’s that day again.   Sixty-one (61) years ago today on June 11, 1960, I married my first love, Lynndle Blaylock.  He was 21 and I was 17.  We were married for 43 years before his sudden death on October 31, 2003.  We were always a team and moved 17 times during those 43 years looking for employment and a better life.  We raised three children who are now 57, 58 and 59 years old.  Lynn had many health issues over the years including 2 types of cancer, a heart attack and a 5-way heart bypass surgery in 1996.  The night he passed, he was undergoing a procedure (stents) on his heart and died of cardiac arrest.  He was 65 years old when he passed and was the first man in his family to ever live long enough to collect Social Security.  He loved music and enjoyed playing his guitar.  He was a very optimist, kind and caring person.  He was honest to a fault and could not understand people who were not.  He told me many times, if something happens to me, I want you to get on with your life and fine someone else.  Five years later in October of 2008, the Captain entered my life and we have now been married 11 years.  I was so lucky to have two wonderful husbands in my life, when some women never have any.  There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think of Lynn and I cherish the memories we had together.