Bob Wright
Hawkeye
Today is Nita's birthday. We won't go into which one, O.K?
I reflect on how blessed I am. During the years that I worked, Nita always had my breakfast on the table each morning. The kids too, while they were at home. Each evening when I came home from work, she was dressed and had her make-up on just so.
On Sundays, there was a special breakfast before church. She built me up and encouraged me, cheered me up if I were down, fussed over me when I was sick. She made sure I followed the doctor's orders, onerous as they might be. She admired each new Single Action that came in, and approved each new pair of grips. She enjoyed my pictures I took on our outings, and thrilled at the scenes we enjoyed.
She's just kind of special to me.
Bob Wright
I reflect on how blessed I am. During the years that I worked, Nita always had my breakfast on the table each morning. The kids too, while they were at home. Each evening when I came home from work, she was dressed and had her make-up on just so.
On Sundays, there was a special breakfast before church. She built me up and encouraged me, cheered me up if I were down, fussed over me when I was sick. She made sure I followed the doctor's orders, onerous as they might be. She admired each new Single Action that came in, and approved each new pair of grips. She enjoyed my pictures I took on our outings, and thrilled at the scenes we enjoyed.
She's just kind of special to me.
Bob Wright
