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January 23, 2020

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January 13, 2020
Hilary, I've been holding you and your family close in my thoughts and prayers. May you find peace and comfort during this difficult time, and may perpetual light shine upon your dad for all eternity.
January 12, 2020
I remember the day Bill and I met. It was September, 1975. We were both auditioning for a play at Grand Valley State College. I was taking notes, and my pencil lead broke. To my rescue, came a guy. A long haired, leather fringe vest wearing guy. A guy who didn't want his motorcycle stolen, so he drove it through the doors of the theatre, and parked it in front of the stage. A guy who noticed my pencil lead broke, and promptly whipped out his switch blade knife and sharpened it for me. I was in love.
Bill had been in the USAF before we met, and decided to rejoin the service. His plan was to rejoin the Air Force, but the day he went to talk to the recruiter, Bill was intercepted by the Navy recruiter, and before I knew it, he was off to training in Chicago, while I finished school. His first duty station was Whidbey Island, Washington. He loved Washington, and really wanted me to love it too. He asked me to take a vacation to visit him there. I told him I hadn't earned vacation time from my new job yet. He said, Well then, why don't you just marry me instead? On 7/8/78, we were married in my parent's back yard. Bill's daughter, Deanna, was our flower girl. She was adorable in her dress and flowered headband, but disappeared right after the ceremony? We found her watching t.v. at the neighbor's house, already having changed back into her shorts and t-shirt.
Bill was full of adventure. I happily accompanied him to our next destination, Naval Air Station Brawdy, Wales. We were expecting our first baby, and were so happy! We lived in Royal Air Force Housing, and had both of our beautiful daughters, Hilary Gayle on 5/26/79, and Elizabeth Anne on 3/17/81, while enjoying life in the Welsh countryside, exploring castles together, watching our neighbors dress up in their best attire to watch Prince Charles and Princess Diana's royal wedding, and personally witness the grief on the streets of London, the day John Lennon died.
Always looking for new adventures, our life together included a move to Virginia Beach, Va. (twice) and Yokosuka, Japan. Living in Japan was so interesting, especially with 2 toddlers, one with very blonde hair! Hilary and Elizabeth were both asked to pose for photos with complete strangers at Toyko Disneyland and the Ueno Zoo. I will forever be thankful for having the opportunities I had, thanks to Bill's sense of adventure, and eagerness to learn and experience new places and hobbies. Bill was fascinated with computers, and was so happy when he got the newest model. Bill also wanted a boat, and while we were in Whidbey island, getting to explore the San Juan Islands was both exciting and terrifying, depending on the whim of the Pacific Ocean. Getting to visit Bill on Midway Island, and scuba diving for huge lobsters everyday, while watching for sharks and Goonie birds? How lucky can a girl get?
Bill often spoke of his fondness for the farm life in Michigan, and how he wished his daughters could experience the same joy he felt about a farm. After getting out of the navy, we purchased a farm in Lakeview, and Bill bought us chickens, and a horse, and pigs. It was about that time, Bill and I decided that our life together was more challenging, as he opened his own computer business, and our paths in life began to diverge. Our daughters were growing up, and both have inherited the best possible qualities that could from their father. They are so beautiful, intelligent, strong, and independent women.
When I married Bill, I took his last name as mine. I meant it when I said, Until death us do part. I have no regrets, except getting one last chance to say thank you. Thank you for sharpening my pencil during that audition, making me laugh (and cry) harder than I ever thought possible, taking me places I never would've gone without you, and making the world live on through our girls.
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