It would be 49 years today. Too bad Bob isn’t here to celebrate with me.
Missing the love of my life, but celebrating all the years we had together.
Our four wonderful children are the product of our love. I couldn’t ask for more.
Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.
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Friday used to be Fleet Farm shopping day with Bob.
I continue to check out the ads. When I do stop at Fleet Farm, I remember following Bob through the aisles in search of things he needed.
The last time I was there I came home with dog food, cat food, and wild bird food. For old-times sake, I also walked through the tool department, thinking of Bob.
Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.
Copyright 2022 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.
We were in Bob’s Impala that day. It was his first car. Up until he bought that car, he used the farm truck. Neither of us knew that it would turn into a special day for us. I can’t believe it is 49 years since he proposed. Listen to my account of Bob’s proposal.
August 8, 1973, was the day Bob finally asked the big question.
It’s a good memory, but a little tough, too.
I sure do miss my soulmate. Love you forever, Bob.
(The photo was taken at a friend’s 1973 wedding.)
Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.
Copyright 2022 Susan Manzke, all rights reserved.
This column from 1990 reminds me of times Bob and I struggled to find time together.
It took years, but eventually, Bob and I had all kinds of time together. We even took a couple of vacations.
I’m missing those special times with him today, but at least I have the memories.
Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.
Copyright 2022 by Susan Manzke, All rights reserved.