He was simply a fine, good man. He had such enthusiasm for life. Never an argument or unkind word. My life changed, when I met him. I was much happier, content and peaceful. We adored each other.
This photo was taken just a few days before he passed. He wasn't feeling well, but you would never know it by the way he acted.
He got through Christmas Eve and Christmas Day with my sister and her husband, and the day after Christmas with his daughter and grandson.
On the 27th, late at night, he said, "I better go to the hospital."
New Year's morning, 2012, he said, "I love you, Sweetheart." I kissed him and he squeezed my hand and a few minutes later, he gently passed.
He was simply a fine, good man, who came into my life and changed it forever.