Memories, My Cowboy!

MEMORIES                                                                                                              May 11, 2013

Twenty three years ago today my life was changed in the most marvelous way.  

I became Mrs. Gary Frey.  

I had said I’d never find another man.  

I had said I’d never love again.  

AND I had said I’d never get married again.  

Just take it from me.  

Never say, “Never.”

This is the first picture that was taken of Gary and me.  My boss at the Veterans Hospital was expecting a baby.  Another friend was having a baby shower for her at her home in Goreville.  We were invited.  I told Gary we were going to a ‘baby shower’ and he told me, “I don’t do baby showers.  They're for women.”  I asked him would he please go because other husbands were going to be there too.  So he reluctantly said okay.  (Maybe just because it was ‘my boss.’)  This is our first picture.  Probably fall 1989.

On May 11, 1990, we were married.  Uncle Harry and Aunt Helena (that’s his uncle who married my aunt and that’s a whole  ‘nother story') and Uncle Charlie and Aunt Viola went with us to the court house in Paducah, Kentucky.  So we signed in and were told to wait.  The judge was not in yet.  So we did.  Later in walks Judge Heinz wearing, of all things, a pink sport coat.  Seems, he had already been to another wedding.  So he looks at us and says, “I hear there’s somebody wants to get married.”  And Gary said, “That’s us.”  So we went into the Judge’s chambers and got married.

This is the last picture of Gary and me.  It’s September 4, 2010.  On September 2 Gary was diagnosed with Myelodysplastic Syndrome (MDS).  In his case, that translated to cancer of the bone marrow.  He died on November 21, 2010.  I will never understand how your life can change in the fleeting of a moment.  But it can and it does.  

Happy Anniversary, my Cowboy, Rest In Peace!

Copyright - 2013 - Doris Grant Frey