However, the love of my life is named Linda, Linda Lee Devol. She agreed to marry me on March 24, 1977 and we did so. She took my name, she bore me four wonderful sons, she has stood by me in all my stupidities over the years. Through all the ups and downs, round and rounds, in and outs, she has had my back. I am intensely in love with her.
This morning I got a text from her sister in California. Their father, Charles Robert Devol, is in ICU again, his blood pressure is falling rapidly, and this may well be it, he may pass on to the next life. He lost the love of his life earlier this year, she passed away in the ICU.
I not only love Charles, he is one of the few men I have ever looked up to. He is the true definition of a hero. He has never wavered from his responsibilities, he raised five children pretty much on his own. Being a single daddy is in itself a heroic thing to do, but, Charles went to college at night to become a geophysicist. He succeeded in doing so, and provided a good living for his children to boot.
I had to wake my sweetheart a few minutes ago to let her know what her sister Judy had texted to me. Linda had been up most of the night, and up really early, cooking the feast we will all be partaking of here in a few hours. I cannot even take her up to Oklahoma City to see her daddy today, there are no stations open to fuel my van so we can make the trip. Tomorrow, God willing, we will drive up there and attend unto her seeing her father. Hopefully, he will live long enough for her to love on him before he passes.
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