Thirty-seven years ago today I married Andrea Woods. One of my better decisions.
I can remember the day with great detail. My best friend from the Navy was in town to be my best man. We wasted the day away with others of the wedding party at the pool hall in town. At the appointed hour we found our way to the church and the waiting room at the back of the church. McKee had my ring for safe keeping and managed to drive me crazy by rolling it down the table as we waited. The ceremony was uneventful save the ceremony itself. At the reception I found out that my boss from the Navy, Lt. Norbert Commons had come up from Pensecola to be with us. That was way out of the box for me. (He was kind of my hero.) We took lovely pictures and enjoyed the reception only to get in the car to find the works of Brother Charles. I had left my car in the personal responsibility of Richard Lynwood McKee. I expected the normal shoe polish on the windows etc., but I warned him about anything damaging to my new Vega GT. (bet you don’t know what that is). We jumped in, cranked it up and put it in gear. Let out the clutch and didn’t go anywhere. I didn’t know what was wrong nor did I care. I came out of the car VERY quickly looking for young Richard. He was already 300 yards up Blacksnake road and had no intent of stopping. Brother Charles had picked up my car and had cement blocks put under the back of my car. He picked it up again and the took out the blocks and we drove off none the worse for the wear. Our trailer was in Alexander City, I had been living there since I got out of the Navy. We drove there for our honeymoon. We stopped on the way at the car wash in Alex City to get that stuff off my new car. I didn’t have to be back at school until Monday morning. Hence the honeymoon.
Today we are still together. It is a choice we made thirty-seven years ago. There have been days that we both have questioned our collective sanity, however, here we are. I speak for both of us when I say we wouldn’t have it any other way.
Happy Anniversary to Andrea Woods West. I love you.
UncleWesty over and out.