A Semi True Story

<p><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>Deborah Ann Pollard married our boy. The wedding was held in the clubhouse of the apartment house complex where the boy lived at the moment. It was held there because the church as the religious entity it was would not allow the wedding to take place on its hollowed grounds because of the boy's past marital history.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>Religion had determined it just could not sanction the union. The ceremony however was conducted by two ministers associated with the church. Strange indeed. The story of Debbie as she is known is told in another volume titled I Ain't in Kansas No More' so it won't be retold here. Friend's of the couple at the time of the marriage declared strongly and often that it would not last. Who knows? They may be correct. It has only been a little over thirty nine years now and its not over yet. Anything could happen.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>To quote Debbie I may not be the first or even the second but I hold the record. I as the author. and the second half of this union am required by all good consciousness to state here and now my life has forever been the better because of Debbie. However she most certainly has deserved more than she has received. She certainly got the short end of the stick. as the saying goes.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(34 34 34 1)>That is when she married me she deserved better than she got!</span></p>