This is a very important day. Iraq is electing its first democratic government and it looks to be going well. I’ll write more about that later, ’cause today is important to me personally as well.

Fourteen years ago, it was a Sunday, and I was having a great moment! In a Santa Monica Italian restaurant, Ponteveccio, which has been long gone for almost a decade, I finally married the love of my life. Whoever coined the phrase third time’s the charm was certainly talking about me.

The first time I saw her I was sitting at my desk in a tiny design studio in the industrial side of Marina Del Rey. What I saw was a leggy brunette, model material, wearing a short tan skirt and a red sweater top, carrying a banker box up to the door of a photographer’s studio directly across the way. Without thinking I did what any well-trained Okie would do — hot-footed it across the street and got the door for her.

The rest is a three and a half year story best for another time, because I am still blinded by the vision of her being escorted into the decorated dining area by her younger brother. What a sight! We had a woman Lutheren minister that had been recommended by someone she knew, and that woman preached a hard Christian sermon to those 91 guests. I would imagine that most of them never heard anything like that before. (She told us that when she gets a crowd like that, she just can’t pass up the opportunity.) It certainly made the evening ever so much more special to the both of us.

So we got through the first seven — never got that famous itch — and now the second seven are under our belts. We still walk hand-in-hand, look forward to our morning coffees together, work together a lot now, and the best part of my day is often crawling into bed at night knowing that we’ll have another fine day together tomorrow.

I’m writing this with over a 101 degree fever, so maybe it doesn’t make much sense. I’ve messed up tonight’s plans, as we certainly can’t have me going to her client’s party in this state, regardless of her client being in the middle of chemo treatments, so she’ll have girls night out tonight. I might just break out the tape of our wedding and have a wonderful couple of hours enjoying the past. Hope this fever breaks soon . . . (db)

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