This is my first visit to the website as it has been very difficult to do so. I have a hole in my heart that I just can't fill. His absence is overwhelming. I would love to tell the whole story of my many, but not enough, years with Jerry. They are all extremely important to me, probably a little boring to you. But I will try and start at the beginning. I was just seventeen. {Which, of course, reminds me of the Beatles song, "She was Just Seventeen." Jerry would always quiz me on which Beatle - sang what song. I would answer, "Honey, I just don't care." Now it drives me crazy that I don't know who sang that song.} Anyway, I was seventeen and he was twenty when we first laid eyes on each other in September, 1971. Our first real date was Octobr 16, 1971. At Christmastime of that year, Jerry went home on leave from the Navy to Fremont, CA. While he was away, a dozen red roses arrived at my home. My mom originally thought they were for her (sorry Mom), but they were for me! I was pretty sure that someone was in love with me and I knew FOR SURE that I loved him. In February, 1972, Jerry had an interesting way of proposing. He said to me, "I think we have an understanding about our future." Not too bold for the Jerry we know! In June, we finally had enough nerve to tell our parents. Since I was only eighteen by this time, I told my parents that I would wait till I was a little older. My dad said. "No, I think you're ready." He knew Jerry was the right person for me! So we were married on December 29, 1972. It was the beginning of a wonderful life with him....
......not ready to believe it's over