This is a good man. For 35 years he has pushed the lawn mower, shoveled the snow, fixed his own lunches, scrimped and saved for both of us, and loved his family steadfastly. He has learned when I need a hug, when to duck for cover, and when to come home with pizza. He good naturedly becomes attached to the pets I bring home, holds down the fort when I need to escape for a break, and even shares the remote control. He has faith in God, faith in his children, and faith in me. Thank you, Don; I love you. Happy Anniversary!
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