This is Harvey and his bride, Marcelle.
He met her in France during the war back in the forties. They fell in love and married in the states just after she met his parents and brother, Elwood. (Many have said that Elwood was Harvey's best friend as opposed to brother....and that was true. However, Harvey's parents passed in a tragic auto accident. It was at that time that Elwood's family decided to legally adopt Harvey thus making him a brother and a friend. Perfect combination, don't you think?)
Meanwhile, Harvey and Marcelle have shared many wonderful years together and now that the children are grown they are enjoying their twilight years in sweet bliss.
Marcelle is the quiet type and that's been good for Harvey. She hasn't complained as he's told his war stories (a bit more than once). He is a decorated war-hero and though she loves him for it, she could recite the stories herself. It's just easier to be quiet and listen and it makes him feel so special.
You see them here enjoying the fresh evening breeze.
I've heard him frequently say that she was more than he'd ever dared to hope for.
One more happy couple.
Post-script: Harvey and Marcelle were running from a very bad city and she looked back and turned into a pillar of ceramic. Harvey still loves her.
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Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Charlie
Charlie worked on the shrimp boats in the Gulf of Mexico. He doesn't talk much about those days of shrimp, hurricanes, crabs and catfish but I'll tell you a bit of his story.
You can understand why Charlie would pick the seafood industry. He's partial to a good meal. (So am I.....we have that in common.)
He'd always looked into the night sky with wanderlust. Charlie wanted the thrill of the water and waves. He wanted to feel the rocking of the boat and to hear the gulf waters lapping against the seaworthy vessel. He dreamed of catching the wayward mouse as it scurred across the deck. Charlie wanted the "big catch."
He spent his days watching the tide coming in and going out. His eyes followed the seagulls flying overhead. Were they taunting him?
Charlie's day came. He boarded the ship and his adventures began.
I've given away too much already. I'll resist the temptation to go on. The only other thing I'll tell you is this:
Charlie got the "big catch," only differently than he'd expected.
Be watching for: Charlie's Big Catch.
You can understand why Charlie would pick the seafood industry. He's partial to a good meal. (So am I.....we have that in common.)
He'd always looked into the night sky with wanderlust. Charlie wanted the thrill of the water and waves. He wanted to feel the rocking of the boat and to hear the gulf waters lapping against the seaworthy vessel. He dreamed of catching the wayward mouse as it scurred across the deck. Charlie wanted the "big catch."
He spent his days watching the tide coming in and going out. His eyes followed the seagulls flying overhead. Were they taunting him?
Charlie's day came. He boarded the ship and his adventures began.
I've given away too much already. I'll resist the temptation to go on. The only other thing I'll tell you is this:
Charlie got the "big catch," only differently than he'd expected.
Be watching for: Charlie's Big Catch.
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