It was 26 years ago today on a rainy cold day after Thanksgiving at Saint Patrick’s Cathedral in Norristown where I married Danielle Romano (aka Avalon). We met in Avalon, NJ. She and her friends rented the dump next to the dump me and my friends had rented for the summer. We met in 1988 and were married in 1990.
Twenty six years later, we’ve raised three boys, and we’re still happily married. She does still squeeze the toothpaste from the top and puts the toilet paper roll on backwards. But, I’ve learned to live with that. She’s learned to live with a cranky SOB.
Here’s a few pictures from the good old days before digital cameras. She still looks the same. I’m fat and bald. So it goes.
