MEMORIES OF A WOMAN’S LIFE WELL LIVED.
THE HUMAN RACE
MARRIED 55 YEARS, GIGI’S FINALLY TURNING 39!
It seems like we met
only ten short years
ago on a blind date at
a Pan Am beach party.
When we honeymooned to
Hawaii and were offered
single beds at a fancy
hotel, I hit the roof and
got us a dream room ideal
for our sentimental journey.
More than a half
century ago I fell
asleep on the LAPD
police beat after
going without a wink
for 24 hours while
JoAnne delivered our
first son, Brandon.
When our daughter Brooke
was born, she looked
like she had gone 14
rounds with Muhammad Ali.
She blossomed into a beauty.
When Beau arrived upside
down, that was some labor
of love for JoAnne.
It’s hard to believe that
we have four grandchildren
and a great Italian
son-in-law named Rocco.
On and off for 55 years,
JoAnne and I remained
best friends. Together,
we’ve had such a good time
romancing, arguing and
performing the dance
of life. Every minute
has been scintillating.
And for JoAnne, at times,
exasperating. Lucky for me,
she has been forthright and
mentally competent. I do love her.
And now on October 18, 2014,
she’s turning 78!!!
For God’s sake, Gigi, time does fly by.
Happy Birthday Honey!
Boots