On our wedding day it was warm, windy and threatening rain, just like today. You can tell by the way the wind pushes our hair back. This is us, November 5, 1977.

I was 25. She was 23. We thought we were grown-ups. We knew what we wanted.

That bright angel is still with me today. It has been so much fun. OMG. I’m the luckiest guy alive.